Cheese And Hunger Poem by jan oskar hansen

Cheese and Hunger

175 types of cheese, the new supermarket boasted,
confused I bought the same old Gauda I can’t stay
there spending a whole day just for a bit of cheese.
I like milk in my coffee bought a litre, only to see
when coming home, that it was banana flavoured.
So many choices, the food industry is obscene and
consumers are zombies to let them play with food
that way. Banana flavoured long -life milk laced
with vitamins would be fine for the poor children of
Burma; the cruelly incompetent generals there ought
to be propped up against a pagoda wall and shot.
Since Britain and USA are so keen on interfering in
eastern affairs, why don’t they invade could it be
because Burma has no oil and is too close to China?