Lush
Poetry is the heavy grief
we carry back to our village, our one part small
imperative
to keeping our people fed
enough to strain our back
but the crops will grow
lush and green by the time summer comes
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Poetry is the heavy grief
we carry back to our village, our one part small
imperative
to keeping our people fed
enough to strain our back
but the crops will grow
lush and green by the time summer comes