Civilization Is Three Meals Deep Poem by Sidi Mahtrow

Civilization has no merit.
If you doubt it
Visualize what you would do
If you missed more than two
Life sustaining meals.
In the beginning, that's how it feels
Zenith of emotions not, nadar yes
As your stomach begins its protest
To rumble in a disconcerting way
In the end the feeling will not go away
Or the stomach's craven demand, a
Need to be filled. Civilization must pay.

Inward you dwell
Sure that you're not well.

There is no solution
Here and now
Regardless of
Everything that is aglow
Elsewhere.

Mindful of the last repast
Enjoyment now past
As angrier you grow
Letting your emotions show.

Determination haunts your
Every move as you become unsure
Emotionally unable to
Perform the simplest of task expected of you.

civilization IS three meals deep.