Gnawing Hunger

Amidst the fields of plenteous they sat in empty with every meal starvation stalked While on the land sunlight poured to copious so to drink the rain they called it enemy and famished hearts were born in every fruit And so upon this grand abundance wrought the very skeleton of their iniquity the gnawing hunger of the populace For now they harvest all to naught and curse the earth for inadequacy and plunder thirst for the sake of piteous Amidst the fields of plenteous they sit in empty and every meal walked with gluttony To paradise they crawled inglorious to name their faith in fear of plenty shall starve to death in mawkish lot While on the land waters flow voluminous so to drink the sun they called it enemy and famished seeds are born in every fruit