Korede Abiodun

Exchange On A Plantation - Poem by Korede Abiodun

Labourer: O, Good Sir
The season favours and cloud gathers
I can tell, hell about to loose
And do us good.

Master: O yes
You can tell
Dolphins don't swim the cloud.
Look up,
It is your sweat
That of your kinsmen
Thats about to wet your head.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 1, 2012

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