Fruit of the Feilds
unspoken rules
where things are done
to the liking of whom
than he in oversight
makes clear thru
his way of communicating
expects and finds ways
for those he makes subordinate
to understand the way things are done
and who these things will be done for
smile and Caesar smiles
frown and Caesar Frowns
than who is Caesar that my way
is dimmed from poverty
and are the Taxes collected by Caesar
taxes on my emotion
might I cry like a clown
to never know how to achieve
or shall I eat like the lion
because Caesar shall feed me!
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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