Anger born of hunger
In the land of plenty
Constipation for some
Hunger for the nation
Morning after creation
Like fashion
Our life expectancy is brief
Arguments are heated
Hungry when I shouldn't be
There's enough for all
More than enough really
Consumed by hunger
I burn the country in anger
In fact
I burn hunger
Not the country
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