Filthy Hands to Famished Mouths
by Earth Crisis· from Breed the Killers
Third world squalor, inhuman conditions. Death stalks the have nots through
depravation. Open sewers, polluted water, monoxide consumes the air. Crowded
into shanty structures. Born into a nightmare. Starvation and execution.
Starvation and execution. Scavenging in garbage piles, emaciated,
malnourished. Most turn away from those below pleading for sustenance. The
horrors, children suffer below poverty. Sickness, fear and ignorance, all
needlessly. Starvation and execution. Starvation and execution. Lives that
deserve a chance written off as useless. Police death squads. Disappearances.
Shots in the night, hidden graves; their victim's only inheritance.
Discarded humanity surrounds discarded humanity. Starvation and execution.
Starvation and execution. The murdered slaved or stole for crumbs or drugs
to deaden constant hunger. To deaden consciousness to the coldness in which
they lived. From filthy hands to famished mouths.