This poem is made from
one hundred per cent recycled
words. It has not been tested
on animals. It has no additives
no artificial colouring.
Juanita’s poem is a sweet banana
fragrant, glowing. But the price
has fallen. ‘Dear teacher’ she says,
‘My children can no longer come
to school.’ This poem is made
from recycled words, but who
is listening?
Maria’s poem is a handful
of glinting coffee beans. She lets them
slide through her fingers. The price
has fallen. No clothes, no shoes
no medicine for the children.
This poem is made from recycled
words, but who is listening?
The supermarket poem is all noise
and colour. A price goes up
so we cross the aisle and choose
another brand, another packet.
Our lives are linked to their lives.
Their lives are linked to our lives.
This poem is made from recycled words.
Listen.
from
'One Cloud Away from the Sky'
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