Hunger in Another World


The sun reflects off the clear turquoise ocean
Growls of stomachs mix with roars of wave's motion
Their skin is darker than country storm sky night
They crawl the beach for anything to take a bite

The white dessert snow burns hot to the touch
"Feed me! Feed me!" cry voice from the brush
Life is leaving a young broken man on the beach
What kind of lesson is this to teach?

Food is grown and sold
For only the rich to indulge
Their bones protrude from their skin
Babies cry weakly with spit down their chin

The tears drown in the crashing of water
Sun shining, clear sky, its beautiful weather
Screams can be heard but often ignored
Like those bodies dead on the shore

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