Hunger Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Hunger



Hunger why can't you know my moods.
Why do you only come to me when I'm so broke.
The yummy food, the appetizing scent from good eating places only make my appetite to even be more high.

When I have enough money, then my appetite is thrown away.
I try to eat my stop fails to allow me.
Is it really true that food for the stomach and stomach for food God will destroy them together?

Dear hunger why do you allow me to get into the wilderness of starvation. Forced to fast when I'm not willing?
I just can't resit hungry lion or KFC.
So hunger please notice my moods because its not fair

Monday, September 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: hunger
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