Poetry

some people are food hunger
And they are dying tomorrow
whose hopes badly depend on God
For their protection;
But we are human,shameful to say.
some we are warmonger
And hunger of victory
Which we get after feeding bullet to some...
Yes, there is no crisis of money
To buy bullets and bombs
But we have economic crisis
To feed to hunger
God ! I am a hunger of an answer
"Can we not win the war feeding to poor?"