
When I cook red meat on the grill
Its sizzle and pop you will hear
I take part in an ancient thrill
As cuts of meat over fire I do sear
Since before man painted cave walls
We have hunted meat
Answer your ancestors call
And eat what you were made to seek
Something you need to know
What was good to eat they say
A hundred thousand years ago
Is still good for you today
Is there a better taste so hot
Than a freshly cooked steak
Does your mouth water at the thought
Of a sensation so great
A thick grilled piece of meat
Just charred on the outside
Inside nice and steamy pink
It will make a grown man cry
Let me tell you what to do
Get yourself a fork and knife
And know the hot steak laid before you
Is such an ancient culinary delight
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona


Comments (1)
And I'm ready for that steak after reading this poem~ ☺️ Thanks for sharing~