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Hunger Pangs
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stomachs in Public Schools Empty minds, and wagons rattling needing to be heard "Feed Me" even the scraps will do like outdated textbooks and budgets The elite always has more A brewing storm if the belly isn't fed the norm hungry they are the forgotten faces sifted out via The Politics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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