Lamentations 4:2-4

Common English Bible

² Zion’s precious children, once valued as pure gold—
oh no!—now they are worth no more than clay pots made by a potter.

³ Even jackals offer the breast; they nurse their young.
But the daughter of my people has become cruel, like desert ostriches.

⁴ The baby’s tongue sticks to the roof of its mouth, thirsty.
Children ask for bread, beg for it—but there is no bread.