Starvation of Horror

We dug, we stole, we killed, We mugged, we even fought, All for just some pieces of crumbs. We scattered, and teeth were chattered, All for just a piece of bread. Our dignity was reduced to the infinite extend. To the moment we commit murder without comprehension, And yelled, and cried over the constant starvation. We began to lose our scent, and the garbage we lived in was what we bathed in. So bad we killed for food, that we tended to eat things that were no good. What were we planning to do, if our rescue does not come to us, Soon.