I'm Hungry

“I’m hungry,”

I cry to whomever might listen.

“I’m hungry,”

I cry to the broken world,

But the world has nothing,

Nothing to offer,

Nothing to feed my soul.

“I’m starved,”

I cry to whomever might hear it.

“I’m famished,”

I plea to Mother Earth,

And Mother rocks me

In her cradle of plenty,

And peacefully bids me nurse.

-jenn long