Deployment: Mustering the Troops

After a rather unsuccessful
Grocery shopping expedition
During which no affordable
Produce could be found,

Came home to find a large envelope
Containing therein, a long letter
Bubbling over with unexpected vehemence,
Or was it righteous indignation?

Either way, tea and supper could not wait,
As to work I had to go, as all late shift people do,
And so, putting this flaming appetizer aside
Set out to generate my own heat on the stove,

Thinking, ‘if I have macaroni and cheese,
I’ll have to use up the last
Of the peppers and most of the broccoli,
Plus some cabbage rolls;

Alternatively,’ I mused,
‘I could break out the stock
And do same as above,
Or dig into my emergency vegetable soup supply;

Whatever option I go with, things are tight
And so, I have no energy for fighting,
Luxuries of this sort are for those
Who can afford such petty indulgences.

This latest invective will only drive me away
But nothing is wrong, oh no!
This is merely reality’s handshake,
Proffered over vigorously,

“When a Mother tiger gets upset
She eats her young,” or so I’ve heard
And my simple reply to this observation is,
“How very human of her!”