an undernourished soul…

an undernorished soul

just
dreams
for dinner tonight
barren store shelves
are the product
of war
fresh grown
is replaced by
us surplus
laugher
is replaced by
anguished cries
for
the living
and
the dead
some say
these are
the last days
others
pray
that they are
so that this
hell
will end
hell is
watching children die
their deaths
empty the soul
seeing those
pleading eyes
eyes that
look to you
for comfort
a comfort
that does not exist
within this pale illusion
of safety
nor within
what is left
of this mind
no way to explain
how deep this pain
i
i starve
even
in my dreams

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