I Love the Taste of Shrimp
The ant I unknowingly step on
Is the 15 year old slave cleaning shrimp in Thailand,
Is the Afghan woman accidentally killed by a drone,
Is the Guatemalan villager poisoned by a copper mine.
I am not to blame,
But I am not uninvolved.
Can I see this,
So I may not harm further with my pity or charity.
I harm when I take a breath
And again when I exhale.
Sit next to me and notice what we do together.
Photo credit and Poem by Zhong Fen li Bao yu Di, Devoted Effort Leap Clear © 2015