FOOD
FOOD FOOD FOOD
Every ravenous soul cries for
What is food at all?
Is it Satisfaction...?
Or a remedy to survival...think about it -
I see food as Cruel, Enemy, Evil, Vicious...
But not always will food me malevolent and always edible its beyond the physical
Food is your thoughts
It can be money
It can be a daily inspiration you receive to heal the wounds in your heart
Food is what you admire
Food is anything aesthetic
Food is anything around you that you absorb
Food is indeed medicine
Food is the poweful message I receive everyday from the Holy Grounds,
What I write and read most of the time
Food is like the bean seed in the soil which decide to germinate or not
One time food is your worst enemy and your best friend
Food determines life or death
~ Henrietta Atsupi Gborgblorbu
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