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Trapped In the Grapes of Wrath
Trapped in the Grapes of Wrath
David J Walker
The earth tones owned
By the caleche road lined
With drying careless weeds
Leading to the highway
and the unknown future written
In the sky, I
No, we
may escape the dying
Farmhouse framed in a past
Not coming back
Father
As it shrinks further from you
Farther away from your point of view
And your new family
Not trapped with the Joad’s
In the Grapes of Wrath
The caleche road was only
A path
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