Eating Last: A Poem

“Eating Last” seems like a symbolic phrase, possibly referring to themes of sacrifice, humility, or leadership. It might also evoke the idea of sharing resources, care for others, or even mindfulness in consumption.


Eating Last

In the silence, we wait,
hands fold over empty plates,
the ones who served, sit now, still.
The last morsel passed,
not for want, but for will.

Eyes soft with hunger, not for food,
but for peace,
for the taste of togetherness
never seems to cease.

The first bite is theirs,
for the ones who stood tall.
I eat last,
but in this act, I have it all.

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