Smallholder
Poem
Sep 6, 2021
The son of the soil
and
The daughter of the sickle
placed the bet
on the slaughtered lands
on the mercurial monsoons
and
on the sleepy seeds.
Pack of pests
patiently waiting
to prey on the pain.
The son of the soil
and
The daughter of the sickle
placed the bet
on the slaughtered lands
on the mercurial monsoons
and
on the sleepy seeds.
Pack of pests
patiently waiting
to prey on the pain.
