Hunger

Set fire to the world,

burn it to the ground,

blame it on religion

like the Baskerville hound.

 

Feed on my soul

and breathe in its light;

Embrace your own creation

and fade away from sight.

 

Let me give you needs,

for, I am, the reason,

of all the good and evil,

ripe in every season.

 

I reside in your heart,

your stomach and in your mind;

I live in your genitals,

I am your natures bind.

 

I’m the death in your life,

the order in your chaos,

my religion is your blasphemy.

Open your eyes and prey;

Let your hunger guide you to salvation.

 

 

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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