Hunger And Thirst Poem by Dorsey Baker

Hunger And Thirst



The butterfly is
Bouncing around
Constantly
Being knocked about
By the breeze

A busy family of ants
Quickly down
The juicy meat of watermelon
Left to rot
Out in the boiling
Hot sun

Food for thought!
Much to feed upon
If we become

Hungry enough
To have an appetite!
Always hungry
Always thirsty
You become the slave
Of the thing that you lust for!

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