Hunger

Fruits of the loom,
Fruits of the womb,
all-devour.

Hollowhenge beast,
Times aren't lean.
You just refuse.

A stomach that won't serve,
A machine without fuel,
And he seeks to rule.

Sustenance abounds,
Eat, or you'll drown.
Young, brash fool.

Force it down.
You'll be alright.
Sate this hunger.