Back To The FieldA Poem by MilesGravestone Making slaves Taking names No more questions Take it back Take it home Mix it in a bowl But never overflow Leave it for the soil Leave it for the mini-men Bring me a fat turkey And trip on your own contradiction This is when you get a raise Far from your hallowed days Back to the town where you were born Back to the field to till and farm corn
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Added on August 23, 2011 Last Updated on August 23, 2011 Author
MilesDarmsheim, Badem-Würtemberg, GermanyAboutI'm American, I was born in Japan, and have since traveled to many different states and countries. I'm an Athiest and an Existentialist and I prefer the Multiple Big Bang theory. I play guitar, and .. more..Writing
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