Shortage

"Now it doesn't matter. I'm starving."

It is in this kind of situation, we forget, that this is not the problem that we want solved. The oddity of it, it makes me wonder. Why in this situation? We become oblivious. Our conviction cannot feed us. But we should not force oursleves to dive in this pool of fantasy. Last week's about speaking the truth. Today's about giving sacks of rice. Perhaps tomorrow's about history-repeats-itself scenario. I though we have been drawn closer to reality.

Shortage.
The situation prevents everybody to go out of their cocoons and find a more progressive existence. In such, everybody becomes a slave to starvation, which should not be. For just a fraction of what really the nation faces, we are troubled. And yet, we forget that we want more. We want a sack of rice. However, more of it we want the truth. As every rat races to its goal, may this not force us to want another blanket to cover the nation.

When will we rise?
May starvation not lead us to submission.