Wednesday, April 20, 2022

Farmer

 My blood flows like a river

As I cut myself again

Upon the barbed fence that I fix

For the cows got out again


I chased them down

I put them back

Now the fence I fix


The sun is hot

My sweat flows

Like waves on the ocean 

The sweat rolls


Still the fence I fix

Because a farmer I be

Even if the barbed wire makes me bleed

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