You mostly know me in my synthetized and comercialized form, but but you should know me as an animal useful for filtering the sea - just like you know that I can clean your skin or your countertop.

I’m born from cane and crystal clear, A silent kiss that draws you near. I hide in cakes and morning brew, Too much of me is bad for you. I melt away, yet leave a mark, I sweeten life from dawn till dark.

Ain’t nobody cool as me unless they’re known for being level headed. Long and green, crunchy and delicious. Sweet or sour, sometimes that bite can be vicious.

The ground around me is forgiving to a fall, but deadly without understanding. Near or far, people traverse on me for beauty or sport. Here beauty can turn to a swirl of chaos.

I am small and faint Hungry and about to die And yet I am still alive With a hope so quaint Quench my hunger, not my thirst And lo! With zeal I shall burst