“Brewed Fresh Daily” (A poem written in just over 10 minutes)

As I was standing in line I noticed the words
“Brewed fresh daily” followed by a proverb
What were they brewing, coffee or faith?
What was I doing with my time while I wait?
Standing around like I’d rather be elsewhere
In line for a fix like I’m on energy welfare
“Dear sir or madam, I didn’t sleep enough”
“And without caffeine my life would be too rough”
“So please add a shot of espresso to the special”
“So I can feel good energy both physical and mental”
I know I shouldn’t need drugs to feel good
But it makes me happy and it lightens my mood
There’s worse shortcuts than caffeine and a sugar high
It’s not an addiction it’s just a way of getting by