Main Circle
I help Non-Directional Peace serve main circle.
Jason carries the huge pot and I ladle out for the people.
“Would you like some cajun beans and rice?”
“Here you go, sister.”
“Have some love, brother.”
“It’s a bit spicy, be careful.”
“Would you like some love?”
I get a real thrill out of serving loving food to the hungry circle.
I still pout later, though, when I find out being a server means I skip dinner or scrounge for myself.
Jason carries the huge pot and I ladle out for the people.
“Would you like some cajun beans and rice?”
“Here you go, sister.”
“Have some love, brother.”
“It’s a bit spicy, be careful.”
“Would you like some love?”
I get a real thrill out of serving loving food to the hungry circle.
I still pout later, though, when I find out being a server means I skip dinner or scrounge for myself.