I Am Hungry (The Hungry People Are Dying) - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
No one listens, but Everyone is silent, Hunger kills and no one Listens to the hungry people Who are dying horribly! Starvation sweeps the Hungry people and no one listens, The starving people ate the cats, The dogs, the poor donkeys, The green grass, the trees and their Leaves, or may be the corpses, Who knows what's going on with These hungry people? These poor people fall like The trees' fallen leaves, Time flies and no one listens, But everyone is greatly silent, Our world is dead and we're dead, No one listens, but everyone is silent, We are not pieces of rocks or Grains of sand, but we're dead dreams And vague realities in our life! We are not made of iron, but we are The real cruelty itself and our feelings And emotions are dead like our words, The hungry people are dying every day And we don't care about their poor souls, Who are we in this world? ! God knows what's going on with everyone, so I do not blame anyone.
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