HUNGER (a poetic farce by Uchechukwu Ekwurekwu Obiakor)

See, he lies in wait: To strike for victory, To make little children cry And old men grumble like pigs. He torments Without mercy And makes the talkative Mute. Anger makes up his entourage Smiling faces change And bellies rumble like thunder; Bodies never remain same But his weapon of belle destruction Can’t stand the… Continue reading HUNGER (a poetic farce by Uchechukwu Ekwurekwu Obiakor)