At the TableA Poem by Alfred KukitzHunger all over the worldThere is always a seat at the table, Filled with hunger in a thousand or more mouths The main course seems to be the biggest struggle As child and adult mash the empty air Desert is another story where kids ask, "What do you mean" No one has any answers because Someone has eaten their dreams. © 2014 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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