Kids are crying
As they are hungry
Elders are worried, but helpless
As the food prices are rising
Families can’t afford
Food at those exorbitant prices
As they struggle to earn enough
The bumper crop gives sorrow
To the farmers in the villages
As the hard-sweated efforts
Lies unwanted in open-spaces
Or stacked in rodent pested godowns
It rots right in front of authorities
Produce worth millions goes redundant
While millions suffer from hunger
Nobody cares to safeguard it
Nor care to distribute to the needy
Hungry remains hungry
While the grains become history
This poem is written on the prompt # hungry given by Miridunn. Submitted for participating in oneshotpoetry blog carnival. Please visit and read other poets poems. Thanks :)