The birds search for seed

At dizzying rates

But we, we all

Leave food on our plates

The squirrels bury

And ration their food

But we, we all

Eat without gratitude

Some people worry

About when next, they’ll eat

But we, we all

From our diets do cheat

Forgetting it’s a privilege

To have the next meal

When for too, too many

Hunger is real