Hunger Poem by Joshua Hadfield

Hunger



There is a hunger,
That builds up inside.
Whenever you are near,
I know i can't reside.

I pick up the knife,
And consider the choice.
The path that i take,
Follows the voice.

My meal to the front,
And your to the back.
What do i do?
I can't stay on track!

Knowledge is a gift,
But hunger is a curse.
For all i know,
This is my last verse.

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Katina Gray 14 May 2009

wow this is really a great poem!

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