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@ 2009-09-08 – 19:44:50
Bread!(3)
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Not by bread alone?
The bellies are empty,
The eyes spit gnawing need;
Words do not still hunger,
Food does!
Sleep defers distress;
Warmed by tattered garment,
Comfort found in grubby thumb,
Fitful slumber brings relief;
For now!
The images persist,
Vivid as they ever were;
Reality still reigns,
Raw, untended,
Somewhere!
©
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jollyweez
I've worked among...and with some children, the images of which, still haunt me....xx
brokendownangel
Pro What emotive words, very sad but very real for so many. I am off to do some things around the house then an early night but I will be thinking about this for some time to come - night night hun x
jenray
Pro sad words, bushka...hmmm...deep sighs...we'll keep working for a better, fairer world...all that we can do...GBHs...XXX
mornin77
....strong meaning. Well done M
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"Images persist....." 
The pain of hunger, where nothing can be eaten-up
by the bile acids, except the stomach itself.
Dogs and sharks suffer the most, by the way.
Fitful sleep filled with hunger and fear.
Dreams of tables piled high with food,
smiling faces full of love and acceptance.
As the song goes: "It's Just Another Day in Paradise...."
As the song goes: "Where is the Love...?"