The Scourge Of Leftovers Poem by Levi Oguike

This season, festivities galore
Open doors
Kitchen diners
Capacity to store
Leftovers now lacking
Freezer capacities full
Refrigerators packed full
Yet, so much left on 
The table, the kitchen top
Gift boxes opened
So much and so little the space
What next, throw them
Away
The Dogs are full
Even Cats don't eat much
Thus, all that can't 
Be stored
Now belongs 
To garbage bin
Yet, in the midst
Of all these, some still
Go to bed hungry
Such is life and fate
To those out of favour
Of providence 
And destiny, take it
Not without pain.