Milk it
Poem:Milk it
Do you do alternative milk?
Of course you do
I’ve seen the look of your pastries
when I did a Deliveroo
I bet your vegan cow produces Instagram feeds and the oat milk too
Along with the coconut and the soya kind
I’m sure I’ll find it’s all true
Hard work and dedication
A force of well-being motivation
So bright and so very talented
Saved herself from becoming a stew
As she turned her hoof to trying something new
So very smart
Oh, what a clever moo!
Review:Milk it
Alternative milk?
I pause. I can’t shrug my shoulders nor laugh out loud at this because it’s just milk!
It’s pure and harmless right?
Wrong! (Allergic and lactose intolerant stories, many of those for other times)
Milk as we know it, as in the milk that is used to make tea’s and coffees, always has been for all and always will be right?
Wrong again!
It won’t always be because there is…that thing called choice! The luxury of choice. There’s no ‘You get what you’re given and you’ve got to put up with it.’
The choice with milk is not new, however. For some it’s done for health reasons? or to be trendy? to have ‘high quality’ non dairy, ‘looks-like-it’s-milk-but-it’s-not’ delicious (tastebud of the beholder), white liquid substitute. Or it could be veganism?
Take your pick. For some folk it’s all four. Tick those monitoring, you’re being watched boxes!
It looks as though the poet has come across an independent cafe that offers all of these milks of the “high quality” range. The poet must be aware of the prices of their pastries but have they even tried any before potentially coming to the conclusion of them being a bit too pricey? Hmm? (That’s where I was expecting this poem to go to be honest) The poet would be judgemental would they not? Hmm, but I too could judge as the poet has used the speedy delivery service on wheels – Deliveroo! (another story for another time. I’m sure I could have fun with that!) Will I judge the poet on that one? Pondering times eh? Hmm (again) It’s not my business to judge the poet on using that speedy service on wheels. It is only my interest to observe the observer and to question.
I find it comical how an unexpected cow has popped up in the poem and is able to multi skill and put those skills to good use! Impressive, what she’s able to do! This cow is able to produce all milks! – wow!
A fun poem that’s a reflection on society at the moment with how folk are doing various unexpected jobs to make ends meet and to survive. People dig deep. Surviving is not a luxury. These are tough times for many. The cow is ‘milking it’ by taking full advantage of the situation she finds herself in. She’s making it work and has got my respect!
She’s a survivor!