All of life is here
Intentionally, unintentionally broken
Sold for a penny, sold for a pound
The young boy puts in his hand and pulls out a plum
A hidden surprise
A beautiful girl
Amidst all the ordinariness of existence
Many days are all the same
Groundhog Day on repeat
Wanting a sweet treat amongst the daily grind
Where are the profits?
Where did all the shareholders go?
Who is eating whom?
Who will end up in landfill
Tossed aside in black bin bags?
Paper bag kisses
Plastic bag wishes
Boxes, tins, sugar within
It all goes down the same hole
And all comes out of the same hole
Every bit of goodness extracted
What will we do until perfection comes?
Image by Pam Simon from Pixabay
https://pixabay.com/photos/doll-vintage-hurricane-harvey-2731568/
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