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It was unnerving
a  growling demon of
deprivation, 
an
enemy that lurks
in shadows, but 
the eyes don't lie
silver spoons
do tarnish
with lack of use

they're tucked
away from public eye
shamed by the ideals
of the elite 
without capital leverage
they can't bargain
for slices of pie

 alone,  
starving souls
often remain on
the threshold of pain
reaching for anything
to fill the void, to
cease the sound of
Hungry cries

the soul, the stomach,
the heart, the mind
all needing substenance 
to sustain the firm form
Significant Human dignity

Poverty leaves souls
in the frigid cold
it's hold sounds
like empty stomachs
in Public Schools
Empty minds, and 
wagons rattling
needing to be heard
"Feed Me"
even the scraps
will do like
outdated textbooks
and budgets
The elite always has more

A brewing storm
if the belly isn't
fed the norm
hungry they are
the forgotten faces
sifted out via
The Politics of
Education
Urban and Rural

The Hungry bottom
Forced Servitude
Or they hide in 
the park after dark
under Bridges
swept and mopped
into Shelters,
or hidden shantytowns

What happened to
The Highest Ideals
of Man?
On Loans,
Or Dream Deferred
and the best
 eat and the least
wait in stale
Souplines
while hunger pangs
wale into the night

2 Fish, 5 Loaves
Considering the consciousness
Of America still has a Heart
To feed all that Freedom
That's reached when
All have reached
Satiety
Let us all be
Full and fed
Led the sound
Of hunger be dead......

Kevin Guru © 2019

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