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Smiling in style
Standing fashionably attired
He was a smart boy
His dress carried
A heavy price tag
Envied by passersby
Another boy stood
With heavy box
On his head
Body smeared
With sweat and dirt
**** cloth around
His girth
Watching the smart guy
He wondered
Why he was living
In flesh and blood
Back breaking
Toil in his luck
What sins he had done
He couldn't stand
Beautifully attired
Side by side
Non-living 'Mannequin'
The smart boy
In air conditioned environ
Earth
Our Mother
With our care - we now cover

Rebuilding your soil
With intention and toil

We are sorry
To make you cry
And drain your rivers dry

Our Mother
We now strive
To help you to revive
That all can prosper
And survive

Thank you
For teaching us
That every drop of water
Every blade and leaf
Every creature
Makes a difference
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I've been studying Geology lately so I've been learning a lot about Mother Earth and her intricate workings.
Steve Page Jan 14
Seed and soil
Water and light
Toil included  
Day and night

Time and patience
Rise and repeat
Hope is planted
And Hope is reaped
You need a seed and you need to find good soil with toil
Naveen Malhotra Dec 2020
They don't
Need poems
Whether Sunrise
Whether Sunset
They get up early
To toil hard
Work till late night
Make a living and survive
They have seen many a talent
Living hand-to-mouth
Fraser Wiseman Nov 2020
What we did not see
From the dark fathom
Now a moment in time
Survived as proof
We can survive
-elixir- Sep 2020
Take away these brick and stones,
that we seek shelter in.
Take away the promises you once
pacified us all with.
Take away the blue skies above us,
and replace it with grey clouds.
Take away the land that your fraudulent
minds apparently amass.
Take away the nature which grew
it's roots deep into our souls.
Take away our property, wealth and trophies
that still reek of our sweat of ages.
Take away the media that we see
and blindfold her with injustice.
Take away but you can never take the soul
that keeps this land alive.
Take away but you can never take the knowledge
of your people.
Take away but you can't wipe the smile off
our children of soil.
Take away but we don't forgive nor forget.
Guntang Jun 2020
so banal
pointless
empty
endless and mindless toil
for a lord
with no head
-elixir- Jun 2020
The sun blares upon me,
as I gather my fruits
from the tree of life.
My body aches and
perspires and I go on,
picking them for my future.
The gloom of this mundane,
sets into my mind,
as I toil in the heat.
I yearn for the rain,
to come and cleanse
me of this toil
and let me enjoy,
the fruits.
we go about gathering things all our life yet don't feel satisfied.
Bhill Feb 2020
Who
enormous and graceful hands reached out
hands glistening with sweat and pain
pain from years of hard and intense toil
searching the world for his one authentic desire
the desire to save me....
me, the one item in his life that did not need saving
who is he to think that
who am I to refuse

Brian Hill - 2020 # 38
Breon Jul 2019
The summer sun's an auger drilling deep
To sap my will and hasten my decline,
And by the time night falls, I'll pray for sleep.
From when its faintest rays begin to creep
Beyond the long horizon's boundary line,
The summer sun's an auger, drilling deep.
When morning comes, I'll buy my living steep,
But living wilts me 'till I can recline
And by the time night falls, I'll pray for sleep
As if I died, as if I'd get to keep
The scrapings that I'd earned, as if they're mine.
The summer sun's an auger, drilling deep.
Each moment sowing seeds I'll never reap
Comes twisting down around my brain and spine -
And by the time night falls, I'll pray for sleep.
All wisdom, wits, and words ring hollow, cheap,
Some wilted offerings at a broken shrine.
The summer sun's an auger, drilling deep,
And by the time night falls, I'll pray for sleep.
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