we've heard the anguished ones daily appeal
nothing could ever be so clear or plain
we must at once restore the common weal
the harshest orders are not under seal
nor are our hopes so easy to attain
we've heard the anguished ones daily appeal
the slowest waggon moves on tyres of steel
the ones that pull it truly feel the strain
we must at once restore the common weal
hot and exhausted all the workers reel
they're not revived by hope of cool or rain
we've heard the anguished ones daily appeal
there's no time for harangue or lying spiel
only the swift may hope to catch the train
we must at once restore the common weal
who will not hear will surely have to feel
all the frustration and the searing pain
we've heard the anguished ones daily appeal
we must at once restore the common weal
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
10 December 2007
emancipation
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