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Fields of Concrete
Fields of Concrete
The man of the city,
so wistful of the time
his ancestors tilled the hard earth
and sang songs of the seasons,
has no past
and sings no songs,
tills only plastic and paper
in the dreams of others.
Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 02.05.22
Prompt: September Tomatoes by Karina Borowicz.
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