May Day. Poem by Bieze Josphat
May Day.
A long yearly bend
Working all days
To the world's end.
But here is a day
A day for me
To straighten up.
May Day! Labour Day!
whichever
Just a day like Sunday
Or is it Saturday-
A day of worship?
Look at the fields
We toil like grazing sheep
And our Lords overlooking
With kingly smiles.
May Day-
I honour you
For yearly rest
You offer me
In j-u-s-t
A day.
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