Simple Poetry for Simple Folks!


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Charles Buckowski


Friday, July 16, 2010

This Harsh Farm Land

Rolls of hay, rolling thunder of farm machinations bullying the family farm,tossed to the side like discarded Kleenex. Farmer needs his land to feed his pocket, to feed his family, his stock and his tractor so he can harvest some dignity for himself, much less his familial unit. Isn’t that the trend on Wall Street? Making humanity a number instead of a

Life.

Cows eat grass then pushed with a forklift into their eternal heaven, while being treated like hell. Grandma said, “Be nice to the animals, treat them with kindness.” Too bad the Corporate farmhands didn’t listen to their grandmamas. Maybe they would have realized even cows deserve

Liberty.

Rolling green hills and valleys God made. But satan said to hell with God, this is my land now. “We are going with progress over agri-kindness’ Fuck the future. We want ours now.” You’d think the devil said that, but no…it is We the People of the United States of America…Land of the “I” and Home of the FEE. I guess no one’s interested in the

Pursuit of Happiness.

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