A quarter moon sits in the sky as day turns to dusk. Deprivation sings of starvation. People are hungry, food insecure. The House of Love Soup Kitchen lights the way providing respite in the midst of hardship. Volunteers are busy heating up food and preparing for dinner. The newspaper man passes out papers filled with reports about the occupations and demonstrations all over the country against gluttony.
Occupy Wall Street…occupy Oakland…occupy Washington D.C….sit in…march…sing in opposition to avarice and greed. Occupy and protest food insecurity and a collective insensitivity to the needs of the people. March against mortgage foreclosures in an economy where jobs are no longer assured. Sit in and protest incomes disappearing, finances changing for the worse. Sing out against a shortage of medications as desolation and depression loom on the horizon. Occupy Wall Street…occupy Oakland…occupy Washington D.C….sit in…march…sing in opposition to avarice and greed.
Faceless banks, insurance companies in their anonymity, and bell ringing brokerage firms confirm their solidarity and unite in their fight to hoard profits and maintain control of the wealth simultaneously choking the health of a nation killing the aspirations of the inhabitants.
Clients start filing in, gathering, socializing, enjoying a brief reprieve from daily tribulations. Hope infuses the atmosphere encouraging all to persevere through trying times and circumstance. Joy speaks faith into hearts sparking inspiration and motivation to seek the source and strength of life.
Dinner is served.