shiralley arzish

Do you know how it feels to be hungry
so many desires, killed to bury.
empty stomach, empty eyes
looking greedily to your apple pies,
So they took me hungry and cold
to brainwashing factory, i do as i am told.
who is right who is wrong, i dont care
I know its hunger i cant bear.
I got food to die I know
Still i joined the brainwashed row.
For the food of my previous days
In the market, i explode today.
When hunger explodes, whole world is shaken
i hope by now forensic evidence is carefully taken.

(This poem reffers to the recent suicide bombings in pakistan)