The World’s Kitchen
(https://wck.org/)
Makes food
For everyone
Who’s hungry
With good food
In
Extraordinary quantities
And then
They die
While at the front
“this happens in war”
Is part of
The first thing’s that said
About that
Well
Starvation happens
Too
Unless you’re on
The winning
Side
And even then
We mourn these
Providers
So often
Earthly saviors
And will they go
Away
Never to come
Again
Into the fray
Near the fray
Where they don’t
Have to be
But please return
The needful
And the comfortable
Plead
And request
Respectively
We are hungry
We’ll be good
They say
Respectively
So food that’s needed
And the others
Needing not
To be there
Respectively
Thank goodness
Nothing good happens
Without something
Bad
Rejoindering
And that’s not enough
Of course
A chestnut
Or a saw
Let us go there
Who like the launching
Of attacks
And cook for these
The refugees
The wounded
Who will need
Holding up
For feeding
Let us go there
Now
To make
And feed
Some life again
That we ordered
Or supported
Or
Are in favor
When campaigning
Sending
Eleven-dollar checks
Let us all go
There
In every continent
Except for now
The southern continent
Where
We do not war
For now
Let’s go
Instead
To every other place
Where hunger has been
Caused
And cook for these
And feed them
Then go back
To reconsider
Ordering
A war
Rather than food
Again
And sadly
Tragically
Some will
Though many of us
Will learn something new
Something old
About our neighbors
And will go back
To feed again
C L Couch
Who were the World Central Kitchen workers killed in Gaza?
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-middle-east-68711282
Photo by Bonnie Kittle on Unsplash
By Design
And
Yes
The wars go on
And nature matches us
For blood
If not intent
While nature
Is indifferent
But our
Destruction’s will
And
You know
That’s it
It’s will
And will you not
C L Couch
Photo by Carl Kho on Unsplash
Soundless and Unceasing
God
What shall I say to you
What shall you say
To me
I worry about words
When I think
Maybe all I need do
Even at the start
Is listen
You know
I’m engaged
And thinking of you
Without a
“Dear” or “hi”
I think
There is
Something called
Communing
And maybe that’s what I might
Do with you
Without the noise
Without
The volume
Or the volume
Of
Distraction
Hear
Perhaps with
Ears to hear
Say something
When
You know
Something
To say
And let that sixth sense
Work its magic
For a change
Not as counting
But an indication that
Something special
Might be
Happening
And
For all I know
We’ll slide into Kairos
For a while
And when it’s time
(hah)
An amen
Implied
C L Couch
Photo by Taylor Heery on Unsplash
Dust Bunnies after Easter
Breathe in green
Even under gray
A rainy day
Around here
After Easter
Which doesn’t change a thing
Doctrinally
And
Anyway
I rather like the gray
That let dust bunnies
Out
To play
Their chocolate cousins
Reigning free
The day before
Now chomped away so that
The versions made
Of crumbs and such
May have
Today
To play
And should the sun
Come out
Well
That’s all right
Dust bunnies will be tired
And will be ready
For the time
To nap
Inside cool shadows
(you know where they are)
Under
Things
C L Couch
(thoughts on this day after Easter being a rainy day, no fooling)
Photo by lilartsy on Unsplash
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