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The Hunger Game

Come little children- come and eat-There’s plenty all scattered about Stale flat bread and biscuit crumbles -You must dig them out Banana peelings and lettuce leafs -You may clean the dirt off neat Perhaps the peelings of a Fu Fu dish- just to make a sweet Come little one- come and eat- The little child’s belly cries The flies will lead you to bush meat- the maggots where it lies Coconut and cassava cakes- perhaps a little rice Just below the burning heap where the neighbor’s dead dog lies The smorgasbord lies beyond the hill-the town’s other side Forgive the stench- just pass the boneyard -where your nine year old brother died

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 4/26/2012 10:27:00 AM
Well written piece. I like it.
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Date: 3/16/2012 1:02:00 PM
Very effective...well done Mark...thank you for sharing your awsome poem and the information...this is gut-wrenching...I hope none of us let it stop here...hugggss~enigma~Deb
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Date: 3/16/2012 7:50:00 AM
experts at the Reuters Food and Agriculture Summit in Chicago this week said an estimated 30 percent to 50 percent of the food produced in the world goes uneaten. The average American throws away 33 pounds of food each month -- about $40 worth -- according to the Natural Resources Defense Council, which plans to publish a report on food waste in April. In a year, that means each person throws away almost 400 pounds of food, above was copied from internet article
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