Thursday, February 2, 2012

The Single Mother Has No Food

She sits in the dark on her chair.
Glad she lives in a warm climate
Her lights are shut off
Could not pay the bill
She feels her tummy growl
Her baby kick
But there is no food in the apartment
Her stingy food stamp allotment exhausted
She only has 10 minutes left
On her phone
She can’t turn it back on
Meanwhile a billionaire
Runs for office
He’s not worried about the poor
He says
Another one says he’s prolife
They both want to cut Medicaid
The only benefit our girl
Has left
A tear slides down her cheek
The hunger isn’t abated
By the last handful of Cap’n Crunch
Left in her empty cupboard

copyright © 2011 Lance Goldsberry

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