Kill The Man Who Questions I Apologize For My Hunger
I apologize for my hunger, for my inability to relate to
your world of inconvenience and hassle when my world fits
in a shopping cart. I apologize for my hunger, taking
form in an open palm. For staling appetites and ruining
Christmas, I apologize. I apologize for my hunger, my
refusal to let self starve. For my stubbornness in simply
existing and daring to be a human being. For an apology--
A Red rose on your pillow and a shit on your carpet. Oh!
Thanks for the charity, f..ckers.
