Every Well-Cooked Meal Poem by Garland Jodie Jeen

Every Well-Cooked Meal



</>I do not want to

I do not want to live inside the telly

inside are all the big bellies.

If the rich have been fed

If the rich have fed on

they have fed on prosperity...

iF the poor have been fed

iF they have fed on

they have fed on poverty...

They all have big bellies.

A dish of mashed potatoes is rested on the tablecloth

You 're about to finish it. Even down the dish and the tablecloth.

A handful of mashed potatoes dies on the palms

The child is about to lick the last bit of it, staring hungrily at the void palms.

this is the disparity

between a big pot in a wealthy kingdom and a small kid in the Third World.

Is a western dish or an empty dish

a well-cooked meal?

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