i woke up today disgusted. disgusted with the fact that my stomache aches. aching with hunger, a hunger so strong it leaves me weak sad a wreck. As i go about my day i realize this hunger is spreading through my body like the virus we have been tryng to avoid. The hunger grows when i see a woman on the street begging. The hunger grows when i hear about kids dying for no reason. The hunger grows when i see that billionaires exist in this perfect society. The hunger is painful yet it grows with each second. The hunger is sadness yet it blooms with every passing moment. The hunger brings pain to ur chest as if its gripping u by the heart. The hunger shows u that pain is nothing more then a signal that something is not right. That this perfect society we live in is not perfect. There is no dream in America. There is no pursuit of happiness. The hunger knocks on the door to my mind as the abyss lays whispering into my ear. What is one supposed to do with this hunger. this feeling of unfulfillment. The pain that comes from looking at men women and children die in other countries just to realize its happening just outside your window. What am i supposed to do... Eat the Rich.