This poem is inspired by Luciana Berger’s powerful video, Breadline Britain, which shows the reality of food banks in Britain today. If you haven’t seen it already, I recommend you do:
Let’s hope this video spurs action to tackle the poverty and inequality that still blights our society.
So this is Britain in 2012,
queueing for a job,
queueing for food at the food banks,
Swallowing pride is easy on an empty stomach.
Trying to skrimp and save but I have to choose to heat or eat.
Looked down on, yet this could happen to anyone.
This is no luxury,
this is a necessity.
They speak of deserving and undeserving poor,
but no-one deserves to be poor.
Great is in our nations name,
yet seeing people struggling at food banks fills me with shame.