Hunger

This is dedicated to the victims of injustice. Those locked in cages like beasts, treated as less than human for their ideology, for standing up for what they believe to be the truth. And most importantly, for the brave men who have sacrificed their physical well-being by way of starvation in order to instruct the ignorant masses of the world and cajole them from their misguided complacent existence.

“Between these four walls

a beast awaits

like water beneath oil

for the day of its escape.

Time is frozen, has it been

ten years trapped in this room?

Or was it ten thousand years

dead within my tomb?

I’ve lost count so many times

and started counting again.

Sometimes it feels like

hunger is my only friend.”

 

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