She said:
The man who sells bread
Will never die hungry.
No, you whispered:
It fills my mouth
With the taste of so many hungers.
It's the bread of pain.

Background: A conversation between the mother- the practical one, and the father. There is a Jewish proverb: a man who sells bread will never die out of hunger. The father had a tiny grocery shop and in the beginning there was still food to be sold.