Hunger

Walking through the streets, I saw

Someone was breaking the law.

In the corridor of the market,

He was wearing a thin blanket.

It was sizzling cold,

Though he stood bold.

Starving to death by hunger,

He was in the shop.

Had no money and asked to give him some bread,

Shopkeeper had no mercy only dread.

Because of his dressing sense,

Shopkeeper grew more tense.

Hunger killed the shopkeeper,

And the creature ran up like creeper.

Having something to eat in his hand,

He was much above the land.

After the hunger stopped,

He had many thoughts.

Convict was in fear,

And had some tear.

Whether the food comes from grace or sin,

But he didn’t want to become thin.

To satisfy needs of his tummy,

Everyone needs money.

To earn money; one needs work,

And with work life becomes perk.

………

So we must work very hard,

To not feel guilty from our heart.

And we must remember work shouldn’t be rude,

But instead,it must be good.

-dpbian

"Hunger"
Artist u/Spararleopard on Reddit