Tall Proud Man
TALL PROUD MAN
Tall proud man walking a dusty road,
Face into setting sun,
Living in poverty,
Nowhere to go or run.
Tall proud man walking a dusty road,
Tears running down his cheeks,
No shirt on his burnt back,
No shoes on his sore feet.
Tall proud man walking a dusty road,
Fears running through his mind,
No food for family,
No respect for his kind.
Tall proud man walking a dusty road,
Working sun up to dusk,
Never got dime ahead,
For all his pain and work.
He was crying,
He was angry,
He was cursing,
Day he was born.
Copyright © David Moore | Year Posted 2018
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