Memory of hunger

You brought me food, so grateful 

Willing your way into my life

I, the poor man

You - the beggar's friend 

Our bags together packed 

Walking the streets in the haunted lonely night

The only sound,  the wheels

Stumbling over the bump

Now a carriage fallen over 

And a soul that cries 

I am a supermarket trolley

Carrying your sustenance

From the shelf into your belly and 

I'm still leaning 

Upon a trolley 

Wonderfully full, now 

Empty 

From a fallen over time, 

Our bags packed together

Walking the streets 

In the haunted lonely night 

A memory of hunger