The Hunger

Every day
I taste death
With empty belly
I take breath
Is this life
A cry
A piece of bread
People never call me
He is martyred
A beggar died
A deserving death
My sight is dimmed
My eyes are dread
I can see the color
The color of life
The earth is colorful
The color is red
Blood is running down
Soon there will be,
Water in a pound
Look at the red see
The sea is very near
As close as my home
As near as my town
But the elders are gone
They have left us alone
It is we who trust them all
We killed ourselves at last