Food bank poem by Pippa Little

This competition raises money for Nourish Foodbank. The winning poem, by public vote, has £50 sent to Nourish in the poet’s name. Voting is by “likes” and ends soon.


A Nation of Animal Lovers

Of the two cardboard tubs
at Sainsbury’s main door
the one on the left,
‘Cat and Dog Shelter,’
gets fuller, fills quicker
than the one on the right.
I ask the manager, does it seem ok to you
setting them side by side?
He says he’s received no complaints.
But I am complaining.
It’s bad enough
day after day, week after week, year after year
depending on someone leaving a
can of beans or going hungry. Shame
does the heart in well enough without
a tub full of dog-food cans
next to the almost bare ‘Food Bank’.
What have we come to
that this seems ok?


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