I Know How To Spell ‘HUNGER!’
I have come to know
What hunger is!
I have learnt by heart
Its spelling
The alphabets come
One after another…
Like incessant waves
Hitting the distant shore…
And I observe from afar
The passing minutes
The unanswered requests,
I implore…
I beg…
I borrow…
Only at the end of the day
‘civilization’
Sets
Across
The
Horizon
And I go to sleep
Dreaming of a new day
A day when all will get
Four square meals
A day that will dawn…
A day that will continue…
In my life and yours…
A day…
A day…
A day…
What hunger is!
I have learnt by heart
Its spelling
The alphabets come
One after another…
Like incessant waves
Hitting the distant shore…
And I observe from afar
The passing minutes
The unanswered requests,
I implore…
I beg…
I borrow…
Only at the end of the day
‘civilization’
Sets
Across
The
Horizon
And I go to sleep
Dreaming of a new day
A day when all will get
Four square meals
A day that will dawn…
A day that will continue…
In my life and yours…
A day…
A day…
A day…
Author's Note: The word ‘Hunger’ has assumed a special significance in our lives as India finds her place abysmally low in the Hunger Index of the World.
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