Utopia of a Hungry Woman

Where no one goes to sleep hungry
Where children eat, play and learn with joy
That the world is a whole
And wholly we live and love.
Where women and children eat first in the family
And having eaten, move in content repose.
Where there are no diseases of want
Or of affluence, greed and nature despoiled.
Where land liberates labour, not bonds them
like goats on a pole.
Where human beings are free
And conscious and powerful
To observe, analyse, adapt and
Treat:
Food as life, life as food
Earth as time’s gift
A garden to be cultivated
Not a wastedump
Or a bottomless resource
(To be value-added in the marketplace)

But a treasure
Where enough is grown
And only enough
Shared with everybody
According to need.
So that those who were poor
When they’d go to sleep every night
Their dreams shall not taunt them.
With faded buffaloes, parched land and hungry faces
But of plentiful food reaching where needed most.
Food nourishing in substance
And nourishingly grown
Without leaving a tear on our only earth
Either for today or for the morrows to come.