Hungry Battallions


Stomach grumbling,
Eyeballs entering their sockets,
Ribs potruding with intensity,
Malnutrition ravishing the body,
Death calling their souls.

We are not ready to die!
They chant.
Do not take our lives!
They chant.
At least save our kids!
They weep.

Years of hunger ache,
Years of ongoing pain,
Years of premature deaths,
These very years,
Have brought out the soldiers.

March! March!
Sounds their war boots.
Pow! Pow!
There goes a killing blast.
Society in chaos,
Hungry men its cause?
Or neglect its cause?


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