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Thanks for sending money over seas, Mr. President,
It may seems as though cheap, partly stale donated bread would be sought out by the finest epicurean due to the sweet moldy aroma akin to a fresh finely aged Roquefort and pre-crouton texture of the masterfully aged generic white bread 5 days past saleable date. The starving would like to thank you for considering the needs of other countries. Without such actions they may have to lower themselves to fresh food, and give away their secret of the delicacies of pudding like texture of vegetables those of us with money erroneously believe should be thrown away, the way few may enjoy a ripe spreadable Camembert. The homeless continue to fool us by taking throwaways or food donated by those of us Americans that do put OUR starving near the top of the priority list. Food rotting in the trash is merely looked upon as aged. someone will get to dig it off the bottom of a dumpster to feed his or her family after it has matured of course, Don’t want to eat it before it has aged properly, You wouldn’t drink a fine wine before it’s time, so why would the homeless eat something thrown away the day after trash pick-up when it needs to age for six more days among the fresh aroma of newly rotting food deposited on top and fresh urine deposited behind and/or within the receptacle whilst it ages the way a maitre fromager cares for his or her own artisanal doux de montagne. Because YOU, Mr. President, find it more suitable to feed the leaders of Pakistan, Afghanistan, Egypt, and whomever else fits into the political agenda with the tender loin of the cash hog. The homeless get to enjoy the back alley delicacy of whatever they can find.
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