Walking Down the Coin
the coin is golden,
the coin is rich
the coin is plentiful
the coin's a bi+ch*
the coin will entice you
the master will command you
the quiet roar will lull you
while golden coin covers over you
let it be a warning my son
a dire warning from grieving fathers
don't stand upon that golden coin
and drown in it like your brothers
no one ever wishes to behold a man's face
who lost his sweet boy to the golden coin's embrace
© Goode Guy 2013-03-28
http://apps.npr.org/buried-in-grain/
http://www.npr.org/2013/03/24/174828849/fines-slashed-in-grain-bin-entrapment-deaths
http://www.npr.org/2013/03/24/174661389/documents-investigating-a-grain-bin-accident
*apparently there's a difference of what constitutes a curse word.
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