Nearly one billion people have less food than they need. That is, to put it another way, every seventh person on the planet is going hungry. Or to put it yet another way, thirty thousand people are starving to death every day. Those are the brutal in your face statistics. So what can we do about it? We have already seen that the usual suspects are not stepping up to the plate. We must all do something. Nobody else will.
Poet-in-Residence has signed the petition calling on the UN to do more. He has placed the words of Martin Luther King on his website. And he is going to write a poem. It's not much but at least it's something. And if everybody does something, it needn't be much, maybe we'll save a few lives. We can only try.
World Food Day
Get off these lands and politely split
For the Devil must plant more GM-shit,
And wave goodbye to your small canoe
Let's see what his factory ships can do,
The Devil don't need what we don't wrap
He controls the markets and we bag his crap.
The Poet is not so polite as the King
For a billion hungry is a hell of a thing.