Poetry 003 – Toil

Hey there readers! We’re taking a break from Rokkoh for a little bit, so here’s another piece of poetry! This was written more recently than my other poems. Let me know if you like it!

Sunrise sets in motion the call of the rooster

Morning duties and daily responsibilities

Gather the crops

Toil the day away

Stars come out to play

Sleep until the rooster sounds again

And again

And again

Bushels and jars full of the earth’s plentiful

Journey to town for the weekend market

Smile and sell

Toil the day away

Pockets full and bushells empty

Sleep in preparation of the new week

Sunrise, starlight, repeat, repeat, repeat again

Market stall beckons

Beautiful display

Smile and sell

Toil the day away

Bring home what is left

Rooster sings and screams and awakens

Toil the days away

Town market comes and goes

Fewer dollars, surplus goods

Smile and sell

Wither and bargain

Fields grow desolate despite the season

Crops turn rotten and sour

Exhausted

Desperate

Toil life away

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