Monday, June 3, 2013

Hold Tite

The phone falls..
Hunger tries to call
But the line is disconnected
The body grumbles
My belly mumbles
Call the peeps
But you don't fit
Hunger knocks
I try to answer
But gone week
I tell Obama
But nuthin comes
Just send summa
Silence by
I cry because is hungry
Milk is dry
My baby died
Heart pains
Hunger pains
Feed me, please
Don,t let me disappear
Hold tite.

Written by TG Green
This is about hunger in the USA
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