the day of another dreadful moment

This is the saddest poem ever written
Tears from Indias' Ganges,
Instruments belting heart
As saffron rice mixes with
Inevitable chants

So undeveloped
He watches the mirror
And  lays homeless
As if food was a god
A damned elusive god

It's been a long time
Since the belly full
Licking lips
Any taste left I think not

In the afternoon he vomits
Up the pain
Only to face
The day of another dreadful
Moment