~So this is a poem I had to write for school. Can you tell what it is about? Please help me! You know what I hate? Having to be inspired at 9:00 every morning.~
The wind is strong
The ground is dry
The prices are low
The bills are high
Trees on the fence
Tractor‘s broke down
My babies are hungry;
No one‘s hiring in town
There‘s nothing to do
We’ve cut off our own hand
There‘s no way to feed ‘em
Not off my own land
If only for them
I’ll find a way
I will persevere
Hunger won’t stay
I’m gone all day
Looking for work
I have to travel far
But, somewhere it must lurk
I just want to
See my baby
So don’t try to stop me
Don’t try to save me
I won’t stop working
Until they are fed
They want me to stop
But, I won’t.
Thanks,
A. S>
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