War Poems III Just anything to eat

No food, no food,
So hungry, mother.
I know, I know
I’m sorry dear.

Let’s travel down the road
Which road, which road
It’s crumbling, crumbling
Into no man’s land.

What’s no man’s land
What is it father
Where does it lead
This crumbling street

No street, no road
It doesn’t lead to any man
To anyone with any food,
With any work, not anything.

Just anything would do,
I know, just any work,
Just anything to eat,
Just any man, on any street.

On any road
That leads to anything
That leads to any land
Where I can eat.

© jsmorgane (Jan 10) from “War Poems”

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  1. powerful .
    I love the road crumbling into no man’s land.
    I really like your hunted reply above too.


  2. Rather like this poem…it has a tone of ‘needing’ in it…found it thought provoking…thanks for sharing it.

    • I have listened to people describe real hunger – they sounded hunted. Glad you appreciate it.

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