Hunger They Feel - Poem by Eric Cockrell
i cannot and will not stand
to watch any living being go hungry...
whether it be homeless people,
street bums, addicts, or small children...
and even dogs and cats abandoned
by their 'owners'....
the hunger they feel
is a part of me...
drives me like a harsh wind...
morsels of food, whatever i've got...
come sit by the fire....
we are one!
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