The Black Hunger

Two vagabonds With a dozen of dogs Around the half eaten bread A boy and a girl With the school bag and pink smile The beggar boy and the pigeons look blank Her boyfriend Collin Has sent a letter that she Cannot read with her darkness of illiteracy Along with the letters Send some light too in the envelope Shabnam says The hunger for the alphabet The thirst for the sounds of music All in the sparkling snow beyond their closed window Through the window In the thatch roof of the shanty the moon laughs at and the rains soak the bed The life remains a tattered shirt The hungry stomach and empty mind keep filling The multiple holes We seek the buds of democracy We stoke the fires of the wars alongside The persona at the core of the personality With the two hands you Loot our flowers and the carrots The hunger of the fists never satiates Still we wait for the morning Some Che Guevara will come and say Come with me for the pigeons in the blue sky We will recognise the wall We will demolish the deliberate divide A black boy will hold the hands of a white girl The blue pigeons in every courtyard The yellow roses without discrimination The dreams of reading together the poetry book __________________________________________________ April 2, 2018 For Societal Discontent - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Brendan J. Simons