Social Justice Poetry

Shrinking Soap Bar | A Social Justice Poem by Guy Farmer

She’s noticed the constantly
Shrinking soap bar lately,
Becoming smaller and smaller,
Dissolving more quickly,
Carefully shaped to
Break in half sooner,
Infused with less fragrance.
For as long as she can
Remember, bars of soap
Were a certain size but,
At some point, it became
Acceptable for companies
To sell whatever they want,
Knowing they have a
Captive audience with
No other real options.

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