Chaarzarul Rockett (Baton Rouge, Louisiana)
The Slave and the Vagabond
The slave worked hard, all day long.
The vagabond slept, all day long.
The slave died tired, broken, and in debt.
The vagabond died free, without regret.
Submitted: Sunday, March 11, 2012
Edited: Sunday, March 11, 2012
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