Poem by Gwen Gonzalez

Nothing.

Slobber and swallow until your stomach is full of sweet,
sweet nothing.
Like millions each year, try to please your craving with diluted, polluted “food”
As others claw for buried scraps
we dump perfection just out of reach
Our speech could teach these friends in need, yet wonderful ideas of
Agroecology, One Health, and micronutrients are unheard of.
Let’s be the social change and rebalance the tipped scales of history
Let’s eat Iron, Zinc,and Vitamins to work hard and feel good
Why is this a dream and not life itself?
The answers are locked away.
Kept exclusive in privileged classrooms with students taking notes on others
suffering staring at a screen half asleep and frigid to the door of opportunity.
We shut it closed and walk away only to brush off, “Poor them”
And leave once the clock runs out.

I am a Sophomore at UC Davis studying food science. One of my hobbies is creating musical projects with my sister, that you can find here: teamchillamix.wixsite.com/chillamix

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