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.
Copyright © Victor Okechukwu | Year Posted 2016
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