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Hands Destroying Fate

Living in the country I finally understand, The frustration of the farmer and, the importance of our land. With the senseless self destruction of the air, our seas and land, We destroy the strong traditions passed down through father's hand. And, traditions build foundations that foreclosures strip away, Polluting with our progress more land with each new day. Combining self destruction with the banker's auctioneer, We sacrafice the future for the children we hold dear. If we'd let the past be guidance maybe then we'd understand, And, learn from our forefathers respect for life and land. Written by, Sheri Lynne Evans October 11, 2008

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Date: 3/14/2020 9:00:00 AM
Your words speak much truth, Sheri, it's a sad legacy we are leaving for future generations, nicely penned. After reading several of your poems, they have such a nice meter and flow to them, I always enjoy that, I shall read some more. John
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Sheri Evans
Date: 3/17/2020 7:08:00 PM
It has been so busy here and to read your comment was a nice surprise and a much appreciated break from what's going on . Thankyou and I will get time soon to read some of yours also. I love a poem to flow whether it rhymes or not. Obviously I do prefer the rhyming though. Thankyou again and stay safe.
Date: 3/14/2020 3:47:00 AM
We need to respect what has happened before, but first we need to learn what has happened. That is the truth of it. Well penned Sheri!
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Date: 3/17/2020 7:09:00 PM
Sad fact we can't see it and , I wanted to say stay safe and when I get time I will read some of yours. Appreciate you. Ty

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