You are skillful
at taking selfie with them
You can craft
millions of poems
with billions
of well painted pictures
on the canvas
You can decorate your studio
With trillions of sculpture
You can celebrate their hunger.
Alas!
None can satiate their hunger
None can wipe out tear
shed from their eyes
None can put out the fire
From the earth.
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