Empty Stomach

How sad to see that while many people enjoying everything the world can offer, down the street on the other hand there are children who live with their empty stomach and succumb to hunger. When was the last time we realized that we are more than lucky for being not one of them. Poverty is crippling. The best way to combat it is EDUCATION. This is a poem of my brother which he made amid of his starvation while having a quest to have a better future.

Empty Stomach

I I wake up early on the morning
with prickly feeling..
I don’t know how I can explain
the chaos within my vein…
that kills me like a flame
hundreds of words I can’t take..now I am insane
looking for nothing
but a rubbish of pain…
in my stomach that couldn’t tame
the ratification of rain
that filling my unconscious brain…
I grieve when I saw my pocket without cents
now I cry with all my senses
engulfed with thorn of roses…
I hate this emptiness…!!!!!
my sight became so vague…
my hands are glued..
where I am now? but….no
I left my soul coldness…
now I felt helpless
to the world we called…"EMPTINESS".