I starve …
written by: Dr. MOLLY JOSEPH
I starve
for a morsel
when you
throw down
heaps
of leftovers
you waste up
exhausting
the common
reserves
meant
for you and me..
No, I can’t take
your left overs,
they make me
throw up…
instead,
if you kept
a share apart
fresh for me
or,
invited me
to the corners
of your
luxuriant wedding,
I would
gladly quench
the rebelling
starving
fires within…
I starve
not alone
for food,
but
for the love,
the care
you deny to me…
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