A loaf of bread & three pints of water
Don’t get me nukes.
Nukes never appease my hunger.
My brothers are starving.
My mother is thirsty. ( She is ill )
My father has no job.
My sister has inflated stomach.
Your guns spit out bullets. ( They are irrational )
You see, I speak seriously.
When you are hungry, you don’t feed on carcass.
Don’t talk diplomacy.
I know you were taught by clever politicians .
Next time you meet me, get me bread and some water.
I have no shame begging from you.
Take care brother, in today's battle ! !
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