samuel nze

Food

Why food -
Is it at all necessary?
Why must we go
Every other day to the marts
To stock fish, condiments
And rice?
We hustle each day
At work
Only so that our bellies
Can be filled afterwards.
We think we control food,
But clearly it controls us.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 19, 2005
Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 1, 2005

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  • Sita Madu-Wynn (8/8/2007 12:44:00 PM)

    shee bi! !
    food controls us......... well penned sammy!

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