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Hunger Never have I needed, to worry about food. I always find a nibble, when I am in the mood. We have turkey at Thanksgiving and again on Christmas Day. I give it not a second thought, this simply is our way. My tummy sometimes grumbles, but I quickly find a fix. I grab some bread and butter and add things to the mix. I’ve never been so hungry, that I’d eat most anything. I am amongst the lucky ones, I’ve never felt the sting. When I was just a youngster, of the hungry I knew not. Of people living on the street, I gave no second thought. When I reached my teenage years, I saw them while downtown. Arm stretched out and begging, on their face the saddest frown. That frown it would turn upright, when a quarter I would give. They knew that with a few more, they’d find a place to live. A humble place to hang their hat and food to fill their gut. If even for a short time, they have escaped their rut. Now food banks for the many, soup kitchens left and right. People sharing...people caring, to relieve the hunger’s might.  I hail from North Bay, Ontario, Canada. I first started writing poems somewhat seriously shortly after Covid hit in 2020. I discovered this site when a friend of mine posted one of his poems here. His name is Don Hamaliuk.
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Aimless I feel like my back is breaking cracking like a mountain whacked by a comet slapped with lightning my veins are fire thoughts running a mile a minute like a suicidal freight train piloted by an AI that can't figure out the trolley problem that shreds all my darlings with its wheels of progress leaving my demons alive being gnawed from the inside out seeing everything I held sacred lost, torn, broken or scattered to the wind I'm aimless Jobless, homeless, penniless starving for food, purpose and affection equally not getting anything staring at my empty plate, nibbling on empty promises with broken teeth my shattered hopes and dreams my knife and fork bent and broken as useless and aimless as me… where do I go from here in these torn shoes and blistered feet I hear a messiah is giving a sermon on a mountain in a strange land I'll close my eyes and send my ghost over perhaps in my next life, I'll have a purpose then and be able to feed my heart, my stomach and my soul and thrive I just hope the earth isn't salted and barren where my ghost takes seed for an aimless eternity is better than an aimless life to me.  Waqas Rabbani is a former Content Head at an advertising agency. He is a geek and loves all things techy. His work has appeared on many platforms, including New London Writers, Nation, Eye On Life Magazine, Green Ink Poetry, Clay Literary and NayaDaur.
2022 A piece of steak, a prostitute, the penthouse Dystopia, polluted planet, hunger Soylent green is people. Feeding at its most macabre Click to hear the poet read the poem.  I am a physician in San Diego, CA, spent my career dedicated to HIV. To bring compassion and caring, and listening into my medical practice, I am using poetry with my patients and their families. I have traveled over 60 years to 6 contients. These experiences inspire prose and poetry that I am starting to submit to publish.
Yemen Girl young girl with a thousand names stands in the doorways of Yemen long skirt billows in the breeze young girl stands in the jaws of war and hunger no rain but bombs fall from the sky she clutches her headscarf confronts the camera level-eyed one eye steeled in the pugnacity of life the other convulsed in horror the roofs fall on the uncles the walls crash onto cribs the ground erupts in blisters under the shrapnel sky the young girl is our grandmothers hands past and future clasped together in a star-lit continuum a long procession of endurance loss and love  Argos MacCallum has published two chapbooks of poetry-- She Loved Gravity and Would Fall Down Exquisitely Anywhere (Synergetic Press, 1987), and Sleeping Woman Mountain (Kelsay Books, 2022). His poems have appeared in Malpais Review, :Lummox Anthology, and PoetryXHunger. He lives in Santa Fe, NM.
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