The Hunger Games are there.

As those dead bodies lay there

The silence stays around

 Where they have died and no one goes to visit

They have lost everything and

They will never be coming home

It’s harsh horrible and mean

Their parents don’t know that they have died

And are still waiting for them to come back home.

But the silent sounds stay around

 Where the bodies have been left

 No one does anything about this

 They just let them suffer in despair

 When the family’s find out, and it goes on TV, it will be too late

 The Hunger Games are there to keep an eye on everyone.