Hunger pangs are hard to bear

when streams of acid flows through the linings of your gut

and your body and mind and soul unite in one of the rarest few occasions of your life

all screaming the same need

its hard to bear

ask a starving beggar what priceless means and he'd prolly show you the rotten morsels he found near the trash can on which he will feast his week long starving hunger for a week more

dysentery and diarrhea doesn't exist in his world of hunger

and perhaps filling the tummy with heaps of rotten trash and dying after is better than dying without having anything

and I get it still, for a part of us lives on what we grow and ****

but when the stomach replaces the heart

and once again the mind meets the body and soul, shouting this time for a different food

will you be a beggar still and feed yourself the nearest dirt you find just to keep your tummy filled?

because you will die otherwise?

or will you?

cant we be just plants sometimes and produce our own food like forever? I keep wondering.....