Hunger

Everywhere I look

I cringe

Blood baths on the news

Men getting beat with shoes.

What has this world come to?

Apple pie galore

Everything to ask for.

But others have nothing

No place to stay, not even food.

So while we sit around on our phones

Children are being turned into bones.

We need to change the way we act.

Don't deny it, it's a fact.

 

 

 

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