Munchies Poem by Ayodele Akinmeji

The pang goes on
Even like the plane of a joiner
it shaves clean thefood store
The stomach yells in pain
And a rescuer it beseeches


Who shall redeem it?
Who shall save it from this siege?
Who shall liberate it from this monster?
A loaf of bread must be up to the task
But where is it in its sweet softness?


On the rich man's table I fathom
And the Lazarus of today
Dare not near the table for fear of dogs
And the monsters goes on Panging
And all we can do is hope the rich man in his benevolence allows us take the crunched