#WritcoPoemPrompt9
A stolen morsel more precious than gold,
A stolen shirt to keep out the cold,
There's no price to hunger,
There's no price to shelter,
There's no price to kindness

A stolen dream to shine the night,
A stolen candle to keep the light,
There's no price to kindness
There's no price to the heart,
Untill there is some demand...

A stolen promise, an uncept oath,
Will keep me going till the end is near close,
A sigle kettle, will keep us warm,
It'll keep us dreaming till the end of this world!

Raise your eyes up, to the sunrise,
This is bigger than their empire,
And from little bites, I'll be eating pure...