Hunger Pangs



There was a time in this beautiful world
when food was free and plenty
when you could just eat whatever you pleased
and did not have to say, my plate is empty;

there were no plates in fact
God was Merciful and as always Great
He sent down fruit 'man o salwa' intact
For He loves His Creations simple and straight;

where has all the good food gone
and All that was planted and grown
why are welkins showing fury and anger
and mankind is suffering pangs of hunger?

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