In Praise of Work
The possibility is there
That I might write
With the poet’s innate inspiration
What comrade time
Has reason to portend
Of our aims
I might write
Or even our dreams
But our destinations!
Even the Pope’s edict…
Hist! I pledge my doubt.
Of greater moment
Is our faith
In the plough.
Hail plough!
Hail abundance!
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