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Forest Sun Laid out to pasture the company doesn’t want us We got our severance pay then thanked them Like they thanked us the day they made us sign We belonged to them then we were slaves Made to work in the forest cutting down trees Or in lead mines manually extracting the ore Many died for it was lethal work out in the sticks The dead were replaced by new forced workers One in one out from the endless supply of bodies As bodies many left unless they had longevity Being able to endure and do that for decades Till they were purloined off with severance pay The end of a hard unique journey taken by them How many made it to the end point do they know? There were more dead than alive in the death factory Of course they knew it was all documented They lived and died by numbers for it was a system Made by humans turning them all into slaves In dusty files in archives their names will be recorded The moment they became numbers in the system Just as I was taken off our family farm by soldiers Only a little older than myself and put into service I never saw my parents or sister ever again Some were made into soldiers other workers Who decided this somebody who was near and far I was forced to mine lead but I wasn’t so strong They put me in the forests cutting down trees I was there most of my time with them working It was just like the farm and I secretly loved it I even met my forest wife and we had three kids They were schooled into the system by them And eventually became wood cutters too So my lot wasn’t too bad for me was it? I was secretly paid off when I was too old to cut I still lived in my small wooden hut within their land They owned all the forest and steppes all of it I didn’t want to escape for this was my home Even if it was my prison all this time I had no bars or barbed wire or faced guns or dogs Thousands of miles of nothing surrounded us If a man escaped where would he go the Moon? I was the lucky one and gave my wife my final pay Then I finally sat down to watch the trees and sun cool goth art cool title cool writing my new ebook free for a while https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1117514
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