Hunger

Bare cupboard, empty wallet, medical test.
Lost direction, upset stomach, holy fast.

In the midst of my hunger I ponder,
How many resources we squander.

Life is consumed in daily excesses,
That never bring eternal successes.  

The most precious jewel is a soul,
Who with trust in God can be whole.

Destroying or ignoring a gemstone,
Both remove God from the throne.

Reality belongs to the astute few,
Who though full have hunger in view.

By Alan T. Stokes

April 14, 2002

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