WORDS SPOKEN BY AN AMERICAN CHILD 15 YEARS OLD
(After NY Times Article)
The hardest part of the day for me,
after I eat-- and my mother doesn't--
She pretends she's dined, smiles, goes into another room--
the pinched look on her face-- its terrible!
I sit at table looking round at bare kitchen--
don't want to eat-- but I'm so hungry!
One day I caught her licking a plate I'd eaten from!
When I grow up, I'lll be a CEO--
they have money, lots of food-- then we can both eat!
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