Food (Poor Men Ask For Plain Rice) Poem by U Win Kyi

Everybody is after rice,
before its price getting further rise,
Corn, maize, soybean prices are going to hike,
Poor people are in serious plight,
Hunger is going to bite,
Their income so little, though working day and night,
Sleepless with worry about next meal until midnight.
Feeding the hungry children is a big headache as the sun rises.
At the end of tunnel, they see no light.
Their budget money is so tight,
So they live in fearful fright.

IMF warned, for famine crises, a war is going to fight,
USA is no more an economic might,
Its deep and long recession is in sight,
The poor people ask Mr Bush and Ms Rice,
To help them with food and money will be so wise,
killing people in war is a vice,
O, my Lord, JESUS CHRIST,
to guide the world leaders do the things...right.
so that they could have a plate of plain rice,
to their hungry and empty stomach, it will be so nice,
so that their children could smile...wide and bright.