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Cruelty marks our young women.
    Even jackals nourish their young,
But like the stupid ostrich in the desert,
    my people don’t care a whit for their own.

Desperate infants thirst for milk,
    their tongues stuck to the roofs of their mouths.
Hungry children beg for food,
    and no one responds.

Even those raised with a silver spoon,
    swaddled in the richest fabrics,
Are starving, perishing in the streets.
    They swarm through rubbish like flies.

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