We strolled up
And down
The narrow isle
Weaving in and out
Of shopping cart barricades
And unmanaged children
Butter was 5.99
Grated Cheese 6.99
Tuna; a dollar a can
3 bags of pasta for 5 dollars
Food is indeed
Priceless
For hunger may strike the gut.
But it’s nothing compared to
What it’ll do
To the fragile mind
Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 5:50 PM UTC
We strolled up
And down
The narrow isle
Weaving in and out
Of shopping cart barricades
And unmanaged children
Butter was 5.99
Grated Cheese 6.99
Tuna; a dollar a can
3 bags of pasta for 5 dollars
Food is indeed
Priceless
For hunger may strike the gut.
But it’s nothing compared to
What it’ll do
To the fragile mind
© 2013 Bilal Kaci (All rights reserved)
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