I Am Hunger Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

I am in hunger.
Beware.

My hair that was
Elegant and attired
Now
Stands on end

Every hair is a
Risen bush

Beware.
My hunger eats.

I am childless
That
Makes me hungry
Beware
Beware the child.

Do not tell me.
Do not say
That I am envious.

Is not my blood
A red blood
A human blood?

But Dracula
Is now my icon.
Nay,
I do, not imitate.

Civilization beware
Too.
I am another civilization
Now.
The civilization of hunger.
And
Hunger made me so.

But do not that
Your silence make me
Mad.
Not fierce just.
That’s hunger.

Your silence cuts to
My bones more
Than the hunger.
Beware the silence.