TASTE OF HUNGER
Do you know how hunger tastes,
Have you ever tried?
Hunger boiled in agony pastes,
Or few hungers fried?
Have you drank the hunger juice,
Mixed with salty tears?
Have you enjoyed the unknown clues,
To find hunger in fears?
Hunger is a word so cool,
Often we do hear.
Have we ever faced the rule,
Where hunger is so near.
Hunger can be cooked so well,
If you mix the poor.
It tastes so good for all the pale,
Who loiters through the moor.
Homeless souls on footpath malls,
Wealthy sickhead beings.
They have a bunch of hunger stalls,
Soaked in sweaty wings.
Food is nowhere in their book,
Simple left to die.
Its a fate to sit and cook,
A plate of hunger fry.
Live o mortals all your days,
The world is your abode.
You have never tasted hays,
Or the hunger load.
Give few bits of food you eat,
Let them live their days.
They will thank you in their greets,
They will send you praise.
