The Adventures Of Hunger Poem by Stephen akogbeto (Steve Rae)

The eagle soaring high,
In the sky,
The fishes swamp in the sea,
The cold breeze blew,
The puffin flew.

Being on an empty stomach,
For seven days made one weak,
I walked on the coastal path,
To a table,
Though it was quite infeasible.

On the table was a casserole,
So I have to play my role,
But, almost pouncing on this meal,
Almost about to taste.

I woke up from my sleep,
A peek to the dining table,
Topid I was, nothing eatable.

I was taken on a journey,
THE ADVENTURE OF HUNGER