A food court for every palate;
From fancy drinks to shakes and coffee
The patrons buy and eat.
Then, hopefully, they put their dirty dishes
On the counter labelled, “Tray Station.”
No longer do the patrons need to clean their
Scraps of food and waste.
The mall has hired staff to empty trays
And keep the court looking clean and inviting.
Some hesitantly wander in
While others walk so briskly to their special vendor,
Fully aware of what they want.
Some drag their kids and settle them
At tables and chairs to wait quietly,
While a parent orders food.
With lineups long, the wait is also long,
And children get restless in their waiting.
We truly are blessed!
When we think about the many in other places,
So many have no food, no safety and no hope.
While we sit at tables stacked with food,
Foods we enjoy; foods that are so easy to obtain.
And foods that are half eaten and then tossed.
As I sat next to the “Tray Station” I realized anew
That the food we throw away is more than many families
Are able to scrounge for meals they pray to find.
They may need to beg or even steal
In order for them to live another day.
We truly are blessed!
We struggle to find ways to help.
Political leaders use food insecurity.
To control the many suffering such hunger
Promises of food; promises of safety
Bring many people to their knees,
Hoping that this time things will be different;
Hoping that this time a promise would be kept.
But alas, once elected to help all the citizens
Gain a better life–the leaders keep the goods,
Not the better life they promised.
And so I say again, we truly are blessed!
26-07-18/21 GilbertG
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