In a time of hunger
there is much abundance which cannot be reached,
there are memories of uncertain times,
there are barren gardens beside deep luxuriant pools.
In a time of hunger
politicians and psychics
predict financial hardships and broken hearts,
encourage our fears then charge us
for false spirits to cure them away,
offer their red hands full of hopes and prayers.
In a time of hunger what can be done? I have
no media prowess nor extrasensory powers
so I fight
the politicians and psychics
with a rich harvest, flowers from a friend and
love on a wing.
Inspired by Our Drug of Choice. Photo by Fred Ni.
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