Kevin Pyne, of Lake Street, Dartmouth, writes:

I must confess to being a total food hypocrite, and while I love the food festival I still feel guilty that I have so much when others have little or nothing, and many of our local farmers are being screwed over for the price of milk and our growers and fisherman don’t see anywhere near the price that their fish make on the big city markets.

Is it right to be stuffing our faces

When others in places

Have nothing at all to eat?

And should we be drinking

Fine wines

And having a good time

When others don’t even have

Clean water and wars at the end

Of their street?

And should we not be thinking

Of the prices paid to fishers

Or growers and farmers

Not to the restaurant charmers

At the head of the food chain

Who charge us a fortune when

Those who produce what we eat

Or our daily milk are screwed

Over by the middle men

and the

Supermarkets again and again?

Or should our food need to be

All posh and arty

With TV being nothing but cooks

And pseudo dinner parties

When thousands stand ­desperate

Trying to enter our doors?

For while we all like to eat

And have tasty treats

Surly there is a need

Among all that gluttony and greed

For what is plainly much more.

So we clog up our arteries

Booze in the pubs or secretly

At home or with friends at ­parties

And become diabetics while

Slaughtering billions of living

Creatures each day

After which if it costs a packet

Or if it were grown outside

A mud hut it all ends up going

Exactly the very selfsame way.