Dim the hope , bleak appears the future
in every grain of the field’s harvest
rests the destiny of poor .
while the ones who had
a silver spoon
hardly noticed the worth of a grain…
a morsel was all… for a day,
while the couple sleeps
under the leaking roof
of the shelter
with a noise of
roaring stomach
in emptiness .
One who grows the crop
for millions
feeds
whose stock
the children of everyone…
he has the glass
full of water
until the morning sun dawns
and he toils again till
his last measure.
The irony of life
tonnes of food
being thrown in spills
as leftovers ,
in garbages,
while the farmer
remains famished .
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