I think we are suffering
From one problem and
The other,
The food I was enjoying
Yester years are out of
Reach
And looking at the faces
Of my parent, I become
Sad within but cannot
Show it,
I hear man has solved our
Food problems.
Or, is there any difference
Between what say
And what we hear.
Man, why----?
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