Complaints of crisis
mark each day,
the miseries in bounty
make their sway.
On being at a vantage point
it's easy to instill hope,
those who really lack
know how hard it is to cope.
No words can fill the starving
the necessity doesn't allow to choose,
still the crisis can't overcome the will,
that believes humanity can't lose!
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