3 Even a mother wolf will nurse her cubs,but my people are like ostriches, cruel to their young.
4 They let their babies die of hunger and thirst;children are begging for food that no one will give them.
5 People who once ate the finest foods die starving in the streets;those raised in luxury are pawing through refuse for food.
6 My people have been punished even more than the inhabitants of Sodom,which met with a sudden downfall at the hands of God.
7 Our princes were undefiled and pure as snow,vigorous and strong, glowing with health.
8 Now they lie unknown in the streets, their faces blackened in death;their skin, dry as wood, has shrivelled on their bones.
9 Those who died in the war were better off than those who died later,who starved slowly to death, with no food to keep them alive.