Second Class Citizen - Gord - Aspoet
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Gord

2017-11-03 12:07 pm
Fanciful dreams idyllic,
A World kept inside,
Drinking of the streams,
Field workers denied;
Hands tied, perch supplied
Arms raised and sullied,
Ashen as the skies;
Blinking in acceptance,
The step child pummeled,
Guised as it is wired,
More ignorance desired,
So says the child;
Father humbled:
To be eaten by lions,
He mumbles and flies,
The world a mystery,
He inevitably hides.

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Mary Steffen
Good choice of words. I love the rhyming