Starvation
Drowning in the tears I have shed
To see the little stars dwindle afar
Clothed in their own nakedness
As of a meat dried in the sun
Slammed in persecution of famine
Betrayed by Mother Nature’s touch
Dwelling on faint hope to cope with death
Having less to feed on – by chance move on
Their pain – none like any other
For if you had lived without food for a day,
At least you’ll know how it feels without one for weeks
Their heap of load they can’t carry anymore
This plight is not a cartoon to watch
Such horror only takes delight in scaring its viewers
The world is a means to an end
And we being tools to such means, let’s end this predicament
No more starvation to our brothers and sisters
To the men of good faith in religion ~ prayer is all they need
To the rich ~ there is much in giving than receiving
I shall float ashore the tears – knowing this piece touched a heart
Redeeming the little stars to shine forth once again
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