Anita Nambuuza
Pangs of a Hungry Soul
I feel a certain hunger,
A hunger in my soul,
Wild like roaring thunder,
A feeling I can't control
My heart filled with fire with every beat,
I restlessly pant for an answer
An unknown desire playing on repeat,
My mind racing in empty ponder...
I know it's because I feel there's more,
To me than growth in age
Its for that depth in my heart's core,
That I have this hungry rage
I yearn in frustration
My flesh weak and in despair,
These pangs of conception
for birth I must prepare..