The Light of this World

The Children will starve themselves.
Love is more important than food.

Like a picture etched in flesh
The pain will go away,
But the mark it leaves is
Permanent,
Forever locking a moment in time.

He clings to his steel cage mother,
With a blanket on her hide.
The light of this world dulls his eyes

"It would be wonderful to live in oblivion."
The children are starving themselves,
But they don't cry.