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Jun 2012
There was a road
it was an old highway they traveled through
time was neither given nor taken
fields abandoned, better left fallow
wheat stalks, left some here and there
became brown dirt deserts
that was before the rain

There was a road
it was newly paved, I traveled through
everyone hurried, how lifetimes flew
Fields heavily poisoned, sprayed to **** bugs
killed many, left some here and there
perfect tomato chemical crops
that was after the corporate gain
CA Guilfoyle
Written by
CA Guilfoyle  F/Tucson, AZ
(F/Tucson, AZ)   
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