pangs of hunger

ANONYMOUS WRITER

THE PANGS OF HUNGER

the pangs of hunger

walking around in anger

grumbling, mumbling time to time

hapless am I with no dime

to feed the needs

quench the thirst

help me oh ye

help me oh my lord

for how can your servant live

bitten by the harsh pangs of hunger and thirst

slowly I work

Slowly I talk

Much as an old dog I do

For I have not the power to work on the fields

 

Says

You bluegum how dare you lay a request before me

For your life worth not a farting

Why must I now give you

A sleepless night shall await you

All your work and toil shall be overlooked

You ungrateful ape

For ye ought not to feed at all

But work till death

For what is your worth on this earth

You ungrateful dog

Tied will thou be on the oak

Where you shall be fed with lashes

You savage

With no strength in he

Forcefully given what seemed like hell on earth

Thrown into the dungeon of no return

Where hung was the sickle of death

Sleepless night awaits
long brooding for days

The look from death on his hopeless face

All hopes lost to die was a must

Author's Note

based on experience all over the world

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