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  1.     

Great Horned Cattle Of Africa

The urgent lowing of a cow
Calling out to her calf apart
Disturbs the still of dawn, and now
Hark... herd-boys making early start

In cattle kraal with orange dust
And pronged as buy acacia thorns,
The young herd-boys exhibit trust
In Zebu cattle full of horns.

These great cattle - the tribal wealth
Providers of both milk and blood
That guaranty life and good health -
Await the day and chew the cud.







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Terry Dawson

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The Farmworker

The barn rooster declares at last,
The new day has begun.
The farmworker prepares himself
To start work with the sun.

The farmworker mops his brow,
Surveys the weed-filled row,
Stretches well his aching back
Then takes up once more his hoe.

The farmworker pauses now,
Lets rest his weary arm,
Then presently takes up again
The tending of the farm.

The day draws toward it's close,
The sun low in the west;
The farmworker's toil is done
And he has earned his rest.

But one thing all farmworkers know,
As sure as they are born:
That while the long, long day is done,
There's new day in the morn.






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Terry Dawson

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  3.     

Providence And Wantoness

Amid the blowing winter grass,
Upon a gentle rise
A young man sits in khaki clad
With vision in his eyes.
He sees the rough and virgin land
Transforming in his mind,
He sees the untamed wilderness
Take on shape, defined.

By force of will and strength of mind
The land is caused to yield -
What once was but a wilderness
Is now sleek stock and field.
Harnessed now the bountiful earth;
The farmer plies his trade:
The earth is tilled and silos filled
by toil is progress made.

And year on year by toil and tear
Are more improvements made.
Paddocks fenced where fatstock graze,
Bank overdrafts are paid.
And in wide fields the golden leaf
Grows tall in the summer heat,
Along the path to the farm school
Tread little learners feet.

But now in power are greedy men
By scruple unconstrained,
Whoes lust for riches knows no bounds
Corruptly, much they've gained
And driven by their envious hearts,
Reap where they did not sow;
Through years and years of unrestraint
They've sunk so very low!

Those who have no better trick
Than belittle, mock and jeer,
The lowest dregs of human kind
And vile beyond compare
Come menacing up the dry farm road
To do their filthy worst,
Brandishing their spears and axes
By God! This land is cursed.

And now that farm just lies in ruin,
The tragedy is vast:
The work by generations done, now
A shadow in the past.
And all of which he was justly proud
Is now a devils jest:
Beneath the sun has tyranny done
What tyranny does best!







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Terry Dawson

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  4.     

Got To Go To Work

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gotta go to work
repeatedly, until u want to stop
By: Ashley jones
 
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