Food for thought

At days end on Monday vanquished I sit so comfortably ensconced in my plush, scotch-guard recliner munching chocolate-covered cashews washed down with a frosty cola connected only by remote then suddenly the cameras pan down to a startling revelation telivised in living color humbling all the guilty masses ~ In a dusty, dirt floored hovel lies a tiny, bloated baby sunken eyes, and cheeks like craters starving in the Afghan desert its haunting gaze, in years that number far more grief then my life's tallied like an ancient shriveled prophet on its face...etched tales of doom ~ Who decided I'd be snacking during early evening...prime time on some useless extra calories mixed with sugared carbonation all just for the sake of boredom while this precious little infant is denied the slightest tidbit of the nourishment that's needed to sustain its fragile life ~ and much earlier this evening while I stood and scraped my dishes clean...of quite a healthy portion of fresh meat, corn and potatoes my eyes much bigger then my stomach it's what I would call leftovers just more fuel to feed the maggots in a dump full of nutrition that lies just south of the city plus in every house around me plates are scraped, and food goes wasted times one hundred...times ten thousand every day a fact of life ~ While in some far third world country they stack babies up like dishes victims of some great starvations scraped of all their life, leftovers just more fuel to feed the maggots in a flesh pile of attrition that lies just south of the mass grave that will cradle their frail bodies ~ Who decides upon the menu's for the chubby worms, and maggots? Is it God? or is it humans? who allows the gluts and famines to remain each day unbalanced? sacrificing skinny babies as we fill up bags called "Hefties" with excesses that could save all those who fill an early grave "bone-appetit!"..."Land of the Feed!" What's for dessert?...."Home of the Crave." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~from a not so starving Artiscate-gory number two Written February 6th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 04:20 AM PST    0 • 9