Food

Dwarfing me,
You pat my head
That hangs in insecurity

Will I earn my bread?
I wonder, whilst
my flat stomach yearns

Somewhere beyond
They waste food
Drinks run like rivers

Where?
I wonder.

They had me go
Touched me some
Hit them and hit back

I'm not me, am I?
The last morsel went
The next might never come

Food food food
Is all I can think about
My skin and bones across

You pat my head
but your stomach is full

They taught you empathy
But they didnt
Teach you to share!