A World Of Plenty

A World Of Plenty

In a world of plenty

Far too many need

So am I cursing others

For this needless greed?

Charity began at home

Still in harbour, yet to sail

The winds of care come whispering

This time I must not fail.

The rotting BOGOF meals

Mutating in my larder

Crawl out unwanted

Lamented by the hungry.

‘Tis a fairly simple lesson

Delete obsession

Overwrite my greed

Sub with simple need.

There will always be food aplenty

Unless I leave the shelves so empty.