Tristan Robert Lange

The Hunger

Have you ever fell the hunger,
Seen it burning in her eyes?
Have you ever watched the fire
Scorching bellies, bloated and dire?

Have you ever hugged the skeleton,
The walking dead walk for miles?
Have you ever kissed the cheek
Of the hungry, sick, lame, and weak?

Wasted away, their bodies don\'t grow.
Wasted away, we don\'t value their souls.
Wasted away, they starve every week.
Wasted away, their situation is bleak.

Wasted away, time is in our hands.
Wasted away, soulless, we make demands.
Wasted away, we could at least attempt to try.
Wasted away, it is us who should die.