7,100 Acre Ricefield Poem by Kristoffer Randolf Ramos
7,100 Acre Ricefield
Stretching beyond horizon,7,100 acre ricefield
golden beyond gold in sapphire blee
Plowing gowpen that hobglobin's deed
Disenfranchise millions who owns the field
A locust hubbub wild stunning all confused
Amidst scorching heat, who toils in canescent shirt
For a good harvest of golden hued
Bearing bere all hobglobins feoffed
Beiged by scorching sun
Who politically toil this barren land
Your master lend the golden grain
And yet gave his share in bane
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4/17/2024 3:11:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful metaphor, a very significant write, great poem.