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by Shahidah Ahmad 3 months ago in performance poetry



Nothing to eat;

in the table seat;

pangs that defeat;

too hungry to sleep;

Without any food,

I'll have to conclude,

I'm in a bad mood.

Can't help my attitude.

Begging for a break

from what's so hard to take;

and I'm trying to shake

this pain I can't fake.

When will I eat,

find a retreat

from this heavy, heavy, heat

of this hunger defeat.

I lay down and cry,

as a dramatic reply,

but it cannot defy,

what I must feel inside.

Pain in my head,

feelings, thoughts, that I dread.

Can't get to bed.

How I wish I was fed.

performance poetry

Shahidah Ahmad

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