Hunger Games Script Into A Crypt

Hunger Games Script Into A Crypt

Hotel Irvine breakfast but without Hotel California song

Second Harvest trying to right the hunger wrongs
Hard to believe in the land of million dollar yachts moored unused in Newport Bay

The pirate ship of hunger sails the Main and too often rules the day

Beamers, Rovers, Porsches, Mercedes clog the streets

Hidden in the shadows are thousands with not enough daily to eat

A million dollars buys a small shack on a postage stamp of land

While the malnourished drift slowly in a growing despairing band

Something in this county of prosperity is out of focus and so very wrong

Hunger is a blot on our prosperity image that does not belong

Hunger is a cruel fact of life for 315,000 souls of Orange County

Hidden, invisible—the hunger walking dead shut out from its bounty

Waving goodbye to the American Dream hello to the Hunger Nightmare

Impossible to advance or achieve when the belly is empty and the cupboard bare

Time to open one’s wallet to rewrite the Hunger Games deadly script

Time to bury hunger in a locked and secure crypt

Great title for a movie but in real life the idea sucks

Time to fill the plates of those hungry and down on their luck

Instant gratification for the donor who volunteers or money gives

Nothing more basic than needed food allowing a person to live!

May 18, 2017 Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet

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