Original Post Date
2018-12-15 10:59 PM
Original Body
pHunger/p
pdrove me to/p
pseek sustenance/p
pat Safeway.nbsp; Desperately I searched/p
pfor food without fillers not born in a lab/p
pfor food without pesticide tainting its skin/p
pfor food without chemical colors mixed in/p
pfor food not injected, infected or foul/p
pfor food not obtained through abuse of the wild/p
pWhen suddenly from deep inside my soul/p
pa deafening tone rose and took control/p
pmy body shook as i scremaed and yelled/p
pthat the food in the store was not fit to sell/p
pand fuck the food industries intent/p
pto kill/p
pan entire nation/p
pto stack dollar bills/p
pThen security escorted me/p
pout the door/p
pas i continued to shout/p
pI can#39;td take it no more!/p
pStill fuming as i stormed down the street/p
pmy grumbling belly/p
pwon#39;t accept defeat/p
pi hold accountable the corporate mind/p
pthat entwines with political designs/p
pi won#39;t accept their rancid fare/p
pemitting the stench of the death it bares/p
pI won#39;t subvert the gift of life/p
pevent if it means eternal strife/p
pI stubbornly claim my right/p
pto resist/p
pto insist/p
pthat they purify/p
pthe food supply and/p
pAnd even if I starve to death/p
pmy soul will never come to rest/p
puntil the life returns to food/p
pand humanity once again ruleems/em/p
pnbsp;/p
pemAniah Hill is a poet with City College of San Francisco#39;s Poetry for the People/em/p
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p(c) 2018/p