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POEM: Food Not Bombs

Food Not Bombs

There was no school for a few days
so families ran out of food.
Read that again.
Bombs to drop on Palestinians?
Here’s a blank check.
But five inches of snow
means our children go to sleep hungry.
This isn’t a poem, it’s a scream.

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11 January 2025
Charlottesville VA

Published in My poems Poem-A-Day 2025 Poetry

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