WORLD CENTRAL KITCHEN

We can choose to be thankful that our news, while focusing overly much on awfulness in the world, nonetheless does keep us informed of where the greatest needs may be. So, certainly one cause to support is the work of the World Central Kitchen. It should not be heroic just to provide nourishment. But those who nourish are great heroes among the many courageous women, children and men who endure insane levels of suffering and the monstrous lack of imagination that is war.

CENTRAL KITCHEN POEM

Just the steam

from the coffee pot

on the troubled forehead

soothes the mind.


The fruit from a vine

is your messenger.

In some rooms

no one is kind.

Roots eat the tree,

soil too hot

for the happiness

we wish to find.

Now here's a soup line -

simple, the pleasure

of being fed -

troubles unwind.

For a time

what's tender

is so touching

you are crying.

It's a feast,

the beast of capitalism

burns up

just in time

for no more war

no more stupidity.

We tasted your world.

We want to leave it behind.

  • DL - 7/17/2024




Poetry and MusicDavid LautersteinComment