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At Times I Get Hungry 2-12-12
It's unbearable but then again, I think of the people in the world that have absolutely no way to wonder where/when the next meal will come from. But me, uncontent with what I have, put life to paper. I know that 3 meals are going to come. I know I ain't going to starve to death. I know kids in Third World countries hold the burden of starvation. Abandoned by all, they search through any and all scraps in order to find something to delight and fill their bellies. No hope and no guarantees, their only alternative is to starve or do what must be done to survive! No boundaries can come near these people, they'll do what is necessary and by any means. Discarded and abandoned, their whole purpose, focus and energies is put into finding that thing which I so take for granted... food. Am I not satisfied enough with this? No, I must say honestly, I'm not. The hunger still subsides within me and slowly grows... there is means to have more food, but I have not the resources to gather them. It is the lot of my kind to have nothing yet, happy and cheerful, yet again under the cover of the veil, sadness and an emptiness which long to be fulfilled. Such is the contradiction of my kin.
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