Tuesday, April 29, 2014

In Edition



The Plow of a Field to Thought,
idea bringing innocence not shock,
birthed to Life slaved a Lot,
this provide gathers Spot.

Linked with voracious appetite,
I write to work the Range,
the natural way to change,
not choke with poisoned shame.

The sweat of crown to release a sound,
the understood width of frown,
breaking shackles that ever mist,
this day in shouting free to list.

Certificate proves the history,
born to be a potted deed,
the garbage can recycled planned,
the trucking dumped incites to drummed.

Were Naturals shot to death for walk,
the Talk became a numbing block,
experienced youth as people lock,
the values up to measure plot.

The shipping lanes that crowd of framed,
no good deed will proceed to Treed,
stealing worth to announce such curse,
those people passed the facts in versed.

Once upon a Time of wrong,
the raptured stole to empty song,
the Worlds review is All belong,
now deposits show a Throng.

The spoken lines in often rhymes,
the Forest speaks of Lead,
should Two so gather,
than III shall be,
the addition naturally.

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