Tastes like Poverty

Ramen, or a bread sandwich.

Bread on bread on bread.

Tastes like poverty.

However, I find it leaves a worse taste in my mouth when all I get fed is greed and judgement.

That we are bred to see compassion and care as illegitimate, when stacked against personal gain, specifically of a financial nature, seems insane to me.

Why humanity??

This is not nature!

This is not natural, in a world where we are eternally bonded through sharing simple existence, I'm perplexed at the absence of recedence from such shallow material things.

What of our dreams of peace? They seem only appreciated when they are all we can afford.

All of the poor, disheartened, and all of the bored faces staring blankly at need, because they've not been nourished in this society, so who are they to be, the ones to break that ice? I wish that people could be nice, and trust in the fact that you are provided for by what you invest. Sometimes with interest!

So give with the idea of doing so, just as you'd wish to receive. Give with the only reason for intent being to fight that bastard greed, and to feed needs in your direct line of sight. If everyone did this, the world just might be a better, more together place. Plus, that awful poverty taste could be washed down with all the sugar we could muster, by giving to your neighbor and loving eachother. It could be pretty sweet indeed. Think, instead of 'what's in it for me?', it could be, 'what's in it for the community?". A worldly view that is sure to include you, so it is not like we wouldn't all be considered.

Just something I consider, while I dig through my purse for cash on an off ramp, getting "spanged" by another disabled veteran. He is just asking for change, but then again i guess, really, I am too...