Hunger in the wilderness: A poem 

Hunger’s subjugation is a mighty blessing 

The unsuspecting wild is rife with hunger’s stalking 

Need and instinct are the bane of an Eden’s purity 

But who can condemn a mere response to duty? 

For, animals just follow an innocent dream 

They are only humble to the season’s stream 

When rivers dry, even crocodiles lie 

With their leather and bones in the scorching to fry 

But the jungle’s ghost becomes a morbid pun 

in humanity’s relentless, restless churn 

A curse is hunger when it takes a soul 

even when there’s ample food in the bowl 

The rich and powerful who are always famished 

 avalanche ambition so that integrity vanished 

An animal’s hunger shouldn’t raise a question mark 

what civilisation’s hollow belly seeks in the dark