Poetry

The Hungry Zillions

Photo Credit: Feed My Starving Children (FMSC).Licensed CC-BY-ND.
Photo Credit: Feed My Starving Children (FMSC).
Licensed CC-BY-ND.

The framework of a rag picker boy:
Attenuated everyday
A meal a day with luck.
An infant with his scraggy mother
Trying to lull him to sleep
No food to give.

The corridors of power
Themselves they feed
With the blood of an orphan boy
Crying alone in the street.

Nobody remembers
The millions of scantily clad
With their billion miseries
Lord help them in agony,
The hungry zillions.

The passages of haves
Exploit and oppress
Those in dire need
Of a few pieces of rice.
The ordinary mass head for disaster
In the utopia of the masters.