Hunger

HUNGER My eyes gaze upon the beauty of anger and my stomach dances to the sound of silence. the testimony of your cruelty resounds as a banger thrown from my neighbors fence as i perceive the aroma of wicked of food. Can you be any lenient? You have made yourself a tenant in my once cheerful face. You kissed my head and my stomach you embrace. My mouth is mute yet filled with words. How i wish my words to eat, cos it present itself in many plates. I can feel my intestines raising up its hands in plea of your mercy. I have never been so weary of my yawns. It is one, no three, ok two, i think am having impaired vision, all thanks to you with your terrible mission. Hunger.