Category: food
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Soap Box Rant: What’s Going On… With The Economy?
The U.S. economy faces significant challenges as companies prioritize AI over human workers, leading to widespread layoffs across various sectors. This shift has caused emotional distress and financial struggles for many. This piece stresses the need for resilience, faith, and the intrinsic worth of individuals beyond their jobs.
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Wait For You
Greens, turkey, black-eyed peas, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, dressing and gravy Prayers over a table full of food with no guests You forgot about us You ignored our thanksgiving After all these years… I still wait for you to come Love always, Esha <3
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Good Men
Good gracious, Lord have mercy Cover me in your grace Wrap me in your love Turn me not from your face I have sinned Again and again Dug, deep, dark trenches For the hearts and souls Of good men Knowing I could never Care for them I get it in Impaired evenings lavished With Dom…
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Small Truth: My Ache
It’s a small truth, I rarely discuss. I’m turned on by love and seduced by lust. Still I get upset when sweet kisses don’t stay. When betrayal is my bitter water and lies my meal of the day. But it’s hard for me to turn you away. So I try to down play it. Because…
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Calf
The food lives not It was cut from the root Drained of it substance It breathes no longer Seeking sunlight no more It’s days of grazing ran short It’s freedom to roam cut off While the world turned The breeze blew Days went on While life was taken to sustain another’s… The calf grew strong…
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Molded Bread
Gloom is a shadow that thankful souls don’t need. Cast it aside like bad food. Don’t consume the sadness created by the few. Who seek ignorance and ignore the truth. Stand up against the rising feeling of anxiety. Do not eat of it’s fruit. It grows in the world like mold taking to old bread.…
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Inside
Inside There is a land Where you will be safe from the wind An oasis buried deep inside A home within a temple It stands against all odds No generator is needed here No refrigerator is required for nourishment If you look, there is food all around No matter how low you go Your spirit…
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Thoughts: Lit Cigarette
Lit Cigarette I don’t know why a work shift drags like a lit cigarette puffed on by a chain smoker with decaying teeth. But today was the longest, most grueling 8 hours of a rather mundane life… Maybe it’s because I left my cash at home and labored through the duration of it hungry and…
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He Keeps Going
This poem is dedicated to my father. He Keeps Going He trucks through muddy terrain In worn out and creased black boots Working hard to earn green loot To put hot food on the table For fresh smiles on glowing faces In the name of his…
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