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kaanibaa
United Kingdom
1169 Posts |
 Posted - 13 Apr 2009 : 22:21:55
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Sat in a hut
Three legged pegs
To hold a pot
We pray that you stay hot
Daily moves see you churn
Hearty meals for the family feed
Darkened by smoky soot
For the cooking of our loot
Taken from the barn and the farms
Keeping all happy enough to laugh or smile
With bellies filled for at least a day
Now settled in cold abandon
Untended for many sad days
No churning action coming from your end
Marks hunger at its height
Adults and little children
Steal nostalgic glances towards you
Hoping to see you come back to life
None caring to laugh or smile
The pain of hunger making it's mark
All around are skeletal shadows
Of those you fed to be fat
Praying all this while
That you will become active once more
But you stayed ominously dead
Burying hope in gloomy silence and inactivity
Even the mangy dogs have no strength
To bark at strangers passing by
Scenes of despondence
From Darfur and diverse places
Flashing on the world screen
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