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Coffee

The first burnt burst of roasting beans brings sorrow

All at once memories of yesterday outweigh residual wonderment at tomorrow

The troubles of people who may be countries away slink over individual concerns.

 

Without being able to help it the world is suddenly covered with shadow

Dark oily patches blocking out early morning sunshine

The reasonable you scoffs, the sensitive you sighs.

 

The carton of eggs isn't the right combination of

free range organic fed lies, the toast is enriched and bleached

And you're eating it anyway.

 

Even the soy milk you pour into your coffee

because the right kind of milk isn't cruelty free

Caused deforestation somewhere miles across a sea.

 

You don't even want to think about the morality of the crispy bacon

And suddenly your morning is a dilemma of humanity.

But **** all you wanted was a simple cup of coffee.

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