Hunger

My first experience at a food pantry was distributing grapes as a child & it changed my life.

Bony fingers

Grasping, pulling,

Frantic for the amethyst jewels.

 

Lips curl back in disgust

As wretched hands take

What they did not earn.

 

A dragon coils around his treasure,

Unwilling to sacrifice

A few grapes

For starving mouths.