Poverty

Time passes,
hunger remains.
People pass by,
full as can be.
I ate just a little,
my hunger remains.
Their hunger?
Do they even have hunger?
All day,
my hunger remains.
All day,
their hunger never exists.

Would they know?
Would they care?
If they had to feel hunger,
all day long?
Is there a way to
know that feeling
without feeling
that feeling?
Maybe then,
thought I wouldn't want them to,
maybe then...

If all, everyone,
could do just a little.
Just like I, others,
ate just a little.

Everyone, everywhere,
who have just a little,
wouldn't have to eat
just a little.
Everyone, everywhere,
as time passes,
hunger wouldn't remain.