299.THE BIN

Tons of food piled up in plate
Eaten just a spoon or two
Lands up as waste
While thousands hunger
For a morsel to taste.
The Laden platter makes me cry
The food that could feed
And serve the hungry's need
Finds a place in ME,
" THE BIN."

Learned,  educated generation of today
Why do you stack your plate?
Why does the food on your plate
Come to this wasted state?
When none but you alone serve yourself.
I your BIN stand in the corner
And stare as you dump your plates.
Will this ever change?
Won't you rise to the cause
And stop this utter waste.

Believe me I THE BIN
Will serve you no less
Even after you mend your ways.

@Binita Jha