Hunger

The offspring opens mouth to get mother’s breast.
Waves roars vehemently against the hunger’s rugged beach.
The white drops fills, and the pain goes ashore.
It’s like a war, where hunger being tackled using scream and push,
to make the hunger’s pain to dims. And the battle is soon won,
it requires some sucking, which feels quite nice, as the milk fills the belly.
Then both eyes being closed, and the war becomes to peace,
a little belch and gentle mind images emerge.