A Moment in Hunger

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem I wrote while thinking about poverty and many out there who die in hunger. Often we find the media talk about people spending millions on a birthday, wedding or any other event while neglecting the fact that there are millions who don't even get to eat a loaf of bread for days. Truths hurt and that's why I'm here as a poet to narrate this cruel reality.

Submitted: January 04, 2012

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Submitted: January 04, 2012



If tears be a gamble, then bet it

Lost souls held captive between blinks,

If hunger scoffs pride, then let it

Why mesmerize the pain livid in inks?

See, what comes before life is birth

And crime rejuvenating a step closer

To death, all left swollen with dirt

But still none to eliminate this odor;

Nights introduce senses to faults,

And days render our conviction,

A criminal’s path concluded at teary halts,

Yet still no surprise in tomorrow’s prediction;

Those yet to breathe die in hunger,

And those hungry die in search for bread,

While those of wealthy possessions surrender

Their choice to secure a moment in materialistic concepts;

Now, if poverty be a curse then wisdom is guilt

And every penny earned is crime,

For what is possessed but can’t be shared builds

In its own constitution, a castle of false pride;

See, through their visions to enhance such greed,

But tell me if I’m wrong when in search to feed my eyes,

That have swallowed enough from barrels of unlisted deeds

to promote a moment in hunger,

Nurturing an incidental smile through unheard cries.

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