To Serve

In restaurants, the food is served;
In tennis, it’s a ball.
In prison, it’s a stretch of time;
To jurors, it’s a call.

We serve our country, serve our guests
And serve at someone’s side;
We serve as ushers or as maids
To march before a bride.

We’re served a summons or a suit
To answer to the law
And sometimes, justice being served
Provides a deal that’s raw.

In life, however, oftentimes
What I, in fact, observe,
Is that we rarely get what we
Believe that we deserve.