Answer:
In the depths of despair, where hunger prevails,
Lies a world of shadows, where hope slowly fails.
Starvation, the foe that gnaws at the soul,
Leaves bodies frail, with spirits taking their toll.
In distant lands, where poverty resides,
A haunting silence echoes, where hunger hides.
Empty bellies growl, a symphony of despair,
As the weight of hunger becomes too much to bear.
Children with sunken eyes, their innocence lost,
With bodies weakened, their dreams pay the cost.
Their tiny hands reach out, searching for a morsel,
In a world so abundant, their suffering is colossal.
Mothers, with empty breasts, weep silent tears,
Their love is unable to quell hunger's fierce fears.
They cradle their babies, so fragile and thin,
Praying for sustenance, for life to begin.
Fields once fertile, now barren and sere,
As drought steals the rains, leave crops searing.
The land once abundant, is now a wasteland of dearth,
Leaving lives hanging by the thread of their worth.
Oh, starvation, the cruel and relentless foe,
Your presence, a specter that refuses to go.
Yet amidst the darkness, a glimmer of light,
Compassion and unity can win the fight.
Let us extend our hands, with hearts full of care,
To those who suffer, their burdens too much to bear.
For in our shared humanity, we hold the key,
To end starvation, and set the world free.