All American turkey

Given the bird there was a word
Thanksgiving gluttony in living
Too much food sets the mood
Sit and slurp as we belch and burp
Shifting our a*s to pass gas
At the end of the day, just throw it away
Let the starving die
It’s a lie, eat your pumpkin pie
On Thanksgiving

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

My mother used to always tell my sister in me not to leave anything on the plate because there were starving people all over the world, and we were lucky to have enough food to eat.
j.

[Marie]

The waste of food on Thanksgiving while three quarters of our world go hungry is so sublimely penned in this poem, dear Soren. Little if any thought is given to those who have nothing to eat or even clean water to drink, while we indulge every bone in our body in gluttony. It is a cold hard fact of life which few are ready to acknowledge, their only concern being that they have more than enough for themselves and their family. You bring home to your reader the heartlessness of greedy human beings lost in over indulgence not just on Thanksgiving but each day of the year, dear poet.
I wish you and yours a very Happy Thanksgiving, dear Soren and hope you all enjoy a wonderful day together, dear friend...

[Soren]

I consume my meal in that guilt and with every right, I think of the hunger of others. Thank you so much Marie for your understanding interpretation of this poem, which was right on the mark

[Jeyanthi]

There is wording in tamil " we can't hide full pumpkin in food or rice" .. when truth is visibly large... :)