Generosity

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And today, sir

you decide

to load my skies

with food parcels

and drop them on me

instead of your bombs

Sir, your knife dipped in honey

kills all the same

Your soaked-in-blood bread, sir

angers my hunger

Do I eat it to survive the day

so, tomorrow, your weapons

can gouge out my stomach?

I am sorry, sir

but…

What a crude joke you have pulled on us