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The precious sons of Zion
    were formerly worth their weight in gold.
Now they are reckoned as no more valuable
    than clay jars fashioned by a potter.
Even jackals bare their breasts
    and nurse their young.
But the daughters of my people have become
    as cruel as ostriches[a] in the desert.
The tongue of an infant
    sticks to the roof of its mouth in thirst.
Little children beg for bread,
    but no one offers them a crumb.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 4:3 Ostriches: it was thought that ostriches did not take care of their young.