All the same

Hunger is a many fingered meaning
Food is gathered gravely
With both hands cupped .

Fingers are prised from
Structural belonging ,
By the many ethnic scourers
Who still manipulate power
Around our earth. 

The hunger to belong left
Gnawing within forever,
From the dismembering
Of soul and place.

Hunger of Love ,
Ails the well fed bellies of those
Who forgot the price paid for wealth.

The clawing upward journey
Leaving needs behind,
And lost below,
Until from heady heights
The winds of lonliness blow,
And those left behind love are
Out of reach.
Out of touch.

But the hollow gap within the soul
Hungers all the same.
We are all the same