children die

i am a small boy,
i think i am
a small girl,
maybe?
hey you I am hungry, feed me
why do you stare,
why don't you kill me
my life is night
yours is day
i see the red star
i see the pale moon,
i see the promise
of freedom
i see the children die,
hopeless, hungry
dirt smeared faces, tattered clothes
Who's to blame?
no one in sight
my hunger has not shame,
no color, nor sexuality
i hunger.
why do you starve me
how did i hurt you?
did i lie to you
help me for i am ignorant and
i do so want to eat, my brothers
and would want to eat
but they are dead, i think
what is our crime
what is so horrible that
we must endure this?
i am surely in hell,
i am a small boy
i am a small girl
we are hungry
no more to hear
no more to breathe
the children die