Deserve
The reigning monarch's hammered earth
decided far before my time of birth
ne'er so ~ the Country stood its girth,
in deprivation's underskirt!
Not owning, as the lien's turf
was solely living as reserve
and all beneath was seized by nerve
and I now walk on grass' conserve!
There be it all ~ the earth owns earth
and I in question only worth
that risk of time, called latent serve
so late of rhyme, I now observe!
Defenseless, but of God's deserve
my being's rights ~ not llens that curve!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2013
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