billy shaw Poems

I hear deaths knock calling now
deaths knock is drawing near
I hear deaths knock chiming now
like venom to my ear,
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the worker's flag is flowing now
in a wind of discontent
the strikers are uniting now
against a rich man's state
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The flowers grow tall against a strong spring breeze
to bring a shudder to already trembling knees,
the sun reveals itself against an envious moon,
to light up a green world so divine
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to walk through a field makes a man merry
to the creator of this all, I toast you, with a sherry!
a field is like a maze
it allows a man to think
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