Who Will
On solid familiar fertile ground
My humbled set of feet stand
I work diligently avoiding demand
Total Independence, I tried and found
Trials and problems, I did mount
Indeed like a boxer, I pound and been pound
A fight not in ring but on land
There are teardrops in my eyes
There are laughter and smiles you saw
There are shoutouts I said in law
There are memories I leave raw
Who will come to cherish these?
Who will come to pass these?
Who will come and do the same?
Not for money, power or fame
By:
olive_eloi
12:05 pm
01/13/2014
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