Make unconscious people conscious
She was weak and hungry
Her clothes in tatters
Tears in her eyes
Her child in the lap
Crying for food
She kept on asking for help
Nobody listened,
Nobody bothered
All went passing, ignoring her
Ultimately she fainted
Passersby collected
Showing sympathy for her
Volunteers came
From Help women Organization
Straightway went into action
They took her to the hospital
Gave food to the child
She was better and back in senses
She decided to feign unconsciousness
Next time when she needed help
Make unconscious people conscious
When they don’t listen to
Needy and helpless
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Hospital Food
Coming down through the alley
Trying to walk without a sound
It doesnt really matter
cause there aint no one around
Tip toe through the alley and
Tip toe through your life
You still got it coming
Be it gun be it knife
Next thing you know
Youre eating hospital food
Karaoke castration
Take the wasp alive
Hes gonna sting you anyway
And take you to the hive
Yesterday was suckin and
Tomorrows looking bad
Who knew that today
Was the only thing I had
Hospital food
Want some hospital food
Hospital food
Delicious hospital food
In your tribute album to the world
You must never forget
To sing the one about the cat
Whos always getting wet
He always got a problem
Hes a very bitter dude
And now hes complaining
About his hospital food
Hospital food
Its gonna help the medicine go down
Want some hospital food
Gonna take a walk without a sound
A little hospital food
Helps the spoonful of sugar come up
I want some hospital food
In your blender and in my cup
song performed by by Eels
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Who Will Cry?
Who will cry for the little child who goes for days without food?
Who will cry for the little child who parents beat them?
Who will cry for the little child who is mistreated for being different?
Who will cry for the little child who goes unloved?
Who will cry for the little child whose stomach is swelled up?
Who will cry for the little child who doesn't have clothes to wear?
Who will cry for the little child who is shunned for not being popular?
Who will cry for the little child who is molested every night?
Who will cry for the little child who's parents are not around?
Who will cry for the little child who has to take care of his self?
Who will cry?
Will you cry?
Cause I have.
poem by Natasha Ligons
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Give This Child What She Needs
Give this child what she needs
Love
Give this child what she needs
Shelter
Give this child what she needs
Prayers
Give this child what she needs
Some food and water
Give this child what she needs
Good parents
Give this child what she needs
Good manors
Give this child what she needs
A smoke free home
Give this child what she needs
Peace and happiness
Give this child what she needs
To know God
Give this child what she needs
Your guidance
Give this child what she needs
Clothes
Give this child what she needs
Your support
Give this child what she needs
Some family time
Give this child what she needs
A nice bath every day
Give this child what she needs
Some discipline
Give this child what she needs
A warm bed to sleep on
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Child's innocence
Standing outside in the rain
the child of God
full of innocence and pain
Wondering and waiting
for the day to end
Tummy rumbling
feeling sad and dirty
needing the satisfaction of food
and the warmth of any person
willing enough to care
Begging for money
praying for food
all the people passing
without a further look
at the small child with tears in her eyes
Where is the love
and where is the care
to all the innocent children
walking around the streets
without anyone to love and care for them.
poem by Sharon Beukes
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Foil
Foil is like a herb of metallic strength,
It cries like a butter of oil with food,
As tears of the cry, as tears of the cry.
Foil is a tin, and small are causes that
Decide a tiny whim, a silent crying -
Food is believable, food has contentment.
Foil has many strokes of heat,
On the tearing action I agree to be soft,
So authors please listen to the weaning.
poem by Naveed Akram
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We Cry for Food and They Give Us Bullets
Food! Food! Food!
It is all that we need
It is all that we need
to calm down our spirits!
It is food that fills
that fills the empty pangs
of our stomachs,
pangs that make us yawn
but cannot sleep
that make us gulp
but cannot vomit,
that make our saliva
taste sour and acidic!
We cry for food
like the helpless little children
with the art to attract attention
by our street demonstrations.
Yes, we cry for food like little children
to calm down our spirits,
that the cry cannot at all be neglected
for it is food,
it is food that soothes our spirits.
But you give us bullets
on the streets where we stage
our cry for food
You give us bullets
instead of food.
But even bullets cannot silence
our cry for food
for as long as we`re hungry
we shall be like little children
that will ever cry for food.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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4. Expiry Date
No food on the table
A little child cries
Her mother sits begging
With tears in her eyes
Why do they pass?
Can no one see her plight?
If she doesn’t find food
They will not eat tonight
She fought with the rats
Over garbage in bins
Cutting her fingers
On half open tins
Under the arches
Both ate what she found
They expired like the food
Passing by without sound
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Overweight with Food
Are you just a tub of lard and
Vastly overweight?
Do you think that when you die you'll
Need a piano crate
To act as coffin for your frame? -
Chosen as you die in shame, with
Only you to take the blame
For years of eating much the same:
A daily calorific fest
Gourmands of your ilk digest!
Is your heart in final fling and
Nearly set to burst?
Are your arteries bunged and clogged and
Feeling now the worst
For wear? - your aneurysm fit to blow
While blood as thick as rising dough
Cries 'Halt! ' to any hope of flow:
A dreadful state to put on show
In front of any nurse!
Best you hail a hearse.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Food
Food food food
All are here for food
All evolve from food
All act for food
All think about food.
All know no food
No existence.
Food come from rain
Rain ensues from sacrifice
Sacrifice rooted
In prescribed action
Prescribed action
Originate from knowledge
Knowledge proceed from you
You my dear not destructible.
So long as you are there
Food is there
You are all pervading
You are infinite
I the finite
Long for you
Through the food
Supplied to me
Only by you
And the food
Itself you.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Helpless Child
Feeling like the helpless childÂ
The way you left meÂ
Wishing I can walk some miles
Into heaven
Just to see you're beautiful faceÂ
Pure perfectionÂ
Wishing I knew you where goneÂ
But I can't accept itÂ
Looking up to the skyÂ
If I could flyÂ
I would doÂ
You dont know how lucky I amÂ
To have a guardian angel like youÂ
You see you gave me these wings
You are the reason I flew
But I just can't understandÂ
Why you can't take me with youÂ
I know you watching over meÂ
But can't you walk beside me? Â
Hold my hand more timeÂ
Hold me foreverÂ
Just guide me..Â
I wish god would find it in his heart
To go back and time andÂ
Have you here  with meÂ
just make you mine againÂ
Days like theseÂ
I go back to my mind againÂ
7 years old
To the place I'm crying inÂ
Trying bring you back with meÂ
But it's still so emptyÂ
Feeling like the helpless childÂ
The day you left meÂ
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poem by Vanessa Mercado
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Syrup Sponge
Pour a pint of cream
Upon my spongy bulge!
Scoop me with a
Hefty spoon;
Taste my essence -
Do you swoon?
Feed your self-esteem; indulge
In me until you burst -
Death by syrup sponge - you're cursed!
And as the count in inches gain
Upon your weary waist, the strain
Will tell, but you'll not care -
Steeped in sponge, you're unaware!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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041210f It Could Be Better
soldiers came to restore peace and order
distributed food, blankets, tents, cooker
they put permanent dye on their hands
prevent them from coming twice or more
human is really evil they bleach their hands
some slip through watchful eyes, tricky
gangs snatch food supplies from weak
prey on helpless girls for their desire
people turn a blind eye for fear of
retribution; ignoring clutch of evil deeds
some fought to preserve their freedom
never heard them again to days to come
poem by Manonton Dalan
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A Child Is Born
a child, a child, a child is born
to a mother who lies near death;
no food, no home, no place to go,
smell the stink of fear on her breath.
you build and destroy, and build again,
pound your chests with arrogant pride.
litigate and over populate,
sell your vision while children die.
if there's a God He doesnt live
in your temples and your shrines.
but in the cry of the hungry child,
and the ones you've left behind.
a child, a child, a child is born....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Going Solo
She left a message after the tone,
I hear it over and over on the answer phone.
No one can find her, address unknown.
She just decided to go out and make it alone.
Solo, solo,
My little child is going solo.
Solo, solo,
My little child is going solo.
I feel like crying, Im in a rage.
I cant understand why she just ran away.
What made it happen, guess well never know.
She just decided to go out and make it solo.
Solo, solo, solo, solo, solo.
We work like dogs all of our lives,
Like millions of other husbands and wives.
Sent her through college, didnt care what we spent.
Think of how we feel,
She didnt say, she didnt ask, she just went.
Solo, solo,
My little child, youre going solo.
Its like a pattern, its like a crime,
We see it happen time after time.
You raise your children, you watch them grow,
Then one day its good-bye, theyve decided theyre going solo.
Solo, solo, solo, solo, solo.
The toys are forgotten, now it appears,
Youve let them down after all of these years.
Sacrificed all, now theres nothing to show,
Ungrateful youth, decided youre going solo.
Solo, solo,
My little child, youre going solo.
Solo, solo,
Ungrateful youth, youre going solo.
The obligations, all of the ties,
Have got to be broken so you can survive.
Just because they gave you life, they cant stop if you grow,
Now they cant hold you back cause youre going solo
song performed by by Kinks
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A Crying Child
Inside my heart there's a crying child
Still remains the pain of the past
Still is there aline in pain
O, Child don't you know that?
There are truths in life won't be ever changed
All the time they stay the same
All the time they remain the pain
Over and over they revive the ache
O, Child those lost childhood days
O, Child and who can bring back the past
They are unknown inside of your heart
The longing to the unknown
Unlived
Deprived
Strange
O, Lost childhood days
O, Child Cry Cry
May your innocent tears brings back the time
O, Child may a magic take you over there
May the time stops once again right there
May the time washes away your pain
O, Child still there are tears uncried
O, Child still the happiness is lost inside your eyes.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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You can not tell a hungry child that you gave him food yesterday.
Salad is Incompatible with Life
Yes, my waist is fifty inches -
Big for me because I'm short.
And yes, I like my cheddar cheese
When partnered with a vintage port.
Okay, okay, that double cream
Is always served with pud,
And cake and biscuits with my tea
Are just no bloody good
For my poor hardened arteries,
But see my point of view,
Please dear wifey if you please,
A Salad makes me spew!
I'd rather eat a bowl of air
Than crunch away on greens;
Drink water from the toilet bowl
Or nibble on my jeans!
But salad! Are you there?
You know it makes me snappy -
So let me fill my face with grub,
Stay fat, and die young happy!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Monday's Child is Ill
Monday's child is ill, I'm told.
Tuesday's child has caught a cold.
Wednesday's child is down with the flu.
Thursday's child is feeling blue.
Friday's child can't eat any food.
Saturday's child is in a foul mood.
And the child that's born on the seventh day
Is the only child that feels okay.
poem by Bruce Larkin
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I See Tears In Jesus's Eyes
While passing a tavern,
I see the hungry eye;
For food he does yearn,
Although he can not buy.
In tattered, ragged cloth,
He begs for pin money;
I manage my stored wrath,
Feel lone among many.
I then see tears in His eyes.
When I see a street-boy,
Starving without a roof;
Vanishes my life's joy.
Does soulful heart need proof,
To show Lord is in tears?
When a fanatic,
Attacks humanity
Stunned I remain static
Crying fraternity.
I see tears in Jesus' eyes!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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Hunger (John 6: 1-15)
I'm nobody
I'm just a child without family
I'm nobody
And I'm hungry
So I search for the crowd
To beg for mercy
May they have some food
Other than words of enemy
I'm hungry
And there's a crowd in front of me
They are walking into the same direction
To the mountain, near Tiberias I see
They are following for one man
He sits down and begins to tell a story
Story that I never heard in my life
Where the world is felt more joyful and merry
He doesn't shout or speak loud
But the wind carries His calm voice to every
As speaking to His children in their night bed
His face looks so bright and free
From a far distance
I continue to listen to His story
And slowly
I'm not anymore so hungry
His story starts to fill my heart with warmth
His presence covers my body with safety
And for the first time of my life
I feel more love and energy
And then suddenly
He raises His head and looking around of many
He talks to His friends about something
I hope it'll be soon or I will remember that I'm hungry
He comes again to the top
And blessing the bread and fish He carries
I'm not moved when the food is shared
I know it won't enough for any
I'm nobody
And no one will notice my small body
I keep watching from distance
Even though I'm very hungry
But then somebody comes closer
And drags me into the small circle
I don't know them and they to me
But strangely I don't feel lonely
I don't know when I'll eat again
I don't remember the last time I ate properly
But it doesn't matter anymore
At least now I won't be hungry
The food is keep coming from everywhere
They continually offer it to me
And for the first time of my life
Somebody really smiles to me
That moment I start to realize something
Many cheer and laugh heard in the party
How everybody eats and talks together
They are like in one big of family
Some people said it is miracle
Some other said God is there
I'm not truly understand
But I'm glad that I am here to see
Not because the food I get
But for the strength to live
Not because the vision I find
But for hope I allowed to have
And when the crowd starts to disappear
I still standing there like in trance
Maybe I won't see Him again
But I will keep this faith with me
I'm nobody
I'm just a child without family
I'm nobody
But now I won't be anymore hungry
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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