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FEED

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FEED

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This ain't no charity.

This is a protest.

 

Supermarkets, hotels,

Eateries, coffeeshops

Make waste out of fresh & prepared

Food, tonnes, at day's end.

 

This ain't no church function.

This is a protest.

 

Bullets, assault rifles, tanks,

Aeroplanes, destroyer ships, bombs

Make far-away lands killing fields.

National budget spent mostly on this, forget homes.

 

This ain't no city programme.

This is a protest.

 

Hunger tends to exist

In the First World, too.

So food is recovered

From rotting as waste.

 

This ain't no welfare line.

This is a protest.

 

Ongoing against military build-up.

Gearing up for war, nights and days

Dining from empty plates, drinking from empty cups,

Sleeping on empty bellies, dreaming of a decent meal.

 

Revolution sometimes begins from

The bottom of a bowl.

Public space gets reclaimed.

That space becomes inclusive.

Fresh, prepared, free

Vegetarian food is shared with neighbours.

 

Afterwards, workers & poor alike leave

The corner with fuller bellies.

Hunger is much worse on the streets.

So some do what class society fails to do:

 

Feed the people.

Food to every fork.

 

This ain't no charity.

This is a protest.

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W: 12.5.14

 

[ From the book The Mansion: Liberated Zones Inside The Controlled Inner City, Gnashing Teeth Publishing, 2025. ]

 

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