Soup Kitchen

Today I volunteered at a soup kitchen. My mom has been telling me should for quite some time now, but I never did just because I hate work. It was really sad seeing all the homeless people. It made me think about world hunger and what we could possibly do to stop it. I think we have enough food to feed everyone (especially if everyone was a vegan.) It's just a matter of economics, not everyone can afford the price of food. Luckily in the united states we have things like welfare and food stamps which help most people get by. Although in countries like Nigeria and Iran where there isn't as stable of a government, there isn't the kind of benefits that we have in this country. It just makes me remember how lucky I am to have been born here. At the same time though, I feel ashamed. I don't feel as if I deserve the benefits I get just because I was born on a specific part of the planet and someone who is born on another part of the same planet has starve to death. It's really a terrible thing to have divided up the world as we have.