Gluttony

How much is enough when thousands died for what we ungratefully touch?

part one

We live better than kings did

Drowning in overconsumption

Nothing is ever enough

Hoarding as if there is famine

And we are all Lords of the Land

How have we gotten to this place

Where the saltiest dish has lost its taste

part two

We fill our mouths ‘til our guts fall out

They fall to the ground with a splat

And we walk around unknowingly losing blood

Letting innards drip as hands slip on the guardrail

Crawling to a stuffed buffet

We think we need another bite as our legs decay

{cover art: Skelet van een hand by Jan l’Admiral}