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Salvation Army

Annette Rochelle Aben's avatarAnnette Rochelle Aben

She

Went with

Her brother

To the food bank

They were so hungry

In between food stamp days

Her stamps were cut by two thirds

Because she dared to take a job

That pays her but ten dollars an hour

They can only use her twelve hours a week

She is also her brother’s caregiver

For which she makes one hundred dollars

So, they stand at a desk waiting

To see if they qualify

For a bag of free food

Anything will do

Meat, butter, cheese

Veggies, fruit

Grateful

Tears

©2023 Annette Rochelle Aben

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3 responses to “Salvation Army”

  1. Annette Rochelle Aben Avatar

    Thank you for the reblog!

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  2. Mae Sander Avatar
    Mae Sander

    That’s a sad poem. It reminds me of an Allen Ginsberg poem:
    “I dreamed I dwelled in a homeless place
    Where I was lost alone
    Folk looked right through me into space
    And passed with eyes of stone”

    best, mae at maefood.blogspot.com

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    1. Rae Longest Avatar

      dark/sad AND beautiful

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