The Cry of the Hungered

My thoughts sink deep like the waters in a well My heart is heavy due to the uncertainties of tomorrow In the belly of abject poverty do I dwell The cry of huger pierces my ear drums like an arrow As I sit by the road cup in hand Pain and anguish engulfs my soul as neglection becomes my companion A fearsome fight for a square meal becomes my head band The dust of failure settles on my eye As with the wind of hardships,the fight goes on My eyes burn with fire and brimstone As the rains of temptations beats upon my heart Long suffering becomes my friend For my pain I cannot for-go I walk in the path of mockery As my steps tear me apart Please show pardon if our path should meet For with the cry of Oliver twist,I would always ask for more