James Mclain Poet Lyric

Because I Was Hungry

Because I was Hungry —I stold some Bread—
The smallest Sin—I knew—
The Baker's Window—far too Bright—
The Empty Bin—more True—

Behind the Publix— they silently stood—
No Mercy in the Waste—
The Summer pressed upon my Lungs—
Its Furnace—could not haste—

The Pavement held no Gentle Bed—
No Sparrow called me Home—
The Houses wore their Bolted Hearts—
While I—was left to Roam—

The Mighty hid behind white Marble Walls—
The Lowly counted Crust—
A Kingdom weighs its Worth—in another's mans Gold—
But cannot now keep the smallest of Trust—

If Judgment comes—for taking Bread—
To quiet one day's Need—
May Heaven ask the Wealthier Hand—
How my Hunger made them bleed.

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Paige Hind June 25, 2026 at 3:49 PM very sad, I was homeless for awhile, and I lived off of donations in my city

Arastu Goyal June 21, 2026 at 11:43 AM This such a beautiful piece of poetry, I really loved this write. When one must sin for a necessity it becomes clear that life's unfair. I really liked your concluding lines, there is no false hope but only truth expressed through guilt and anger. Inspired me