Ending Hunger

I cupped the world
in my hands,
as if it was a corpulent
red apple, and took a bite.

Its core dripped knowledge.
The placenta of earth.
I chased it with the universe,
and felt it settle in my swollen belly.

I urged humanity to have a taste;
I begged, pleaded, and cajoled.
Until the only things left of the planet
were full stomachs and open minds.