Gluttony reddens his cheeks
A buttery river flows down his chin
His mouth goes for a chunk of meat: A nation vanishes from the map
Survivors hide behind the boy’s pink gum His fork
An earth-mover moves a pasta hill from side to side
Bloody sauce drips down the hilly slope
The boy drinks from a tall mug: a sea dries up somewhere the glaciers melt
As the Boy’s mother insists: Don’t forget the veggies