In your pity,

Looking from another world

Have compassion on beauty

Who thoughtlessly turned away,

Leaving another in her place

The stranger to light.

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HUNGER

I have journeyed toward the city

On the long, long road of Life,

I have learned how little Pity

Plays a speaking part in life.

I have learned that only Money

Is the voice that’s heard today,

Calling for God’s milk and honey,

Even Hunger has no say.

I have reached the city’s center

By the crooked road of Hell,

For Starvation’s been my mentor

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