Feed the Hungry

We hunger and we thirst.
Everyone needs to eat.

In the kitchen I stand,
I cook to serve the hungry.

This job will sustain them,
Keeping them alive.

But they don't know,
This job has changed my life.

Because of them,
The smile they share is thanks enough.

They have changed my life.

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