Free Man Poem by Lawrie Stuart Ronton

Lawrie Stuart Ronton

Lawrie Stuart Ronton

An Industrial City in a shoddily assembled one-floored house.

Free Man



In a powerful glamour,
He stands.
Broader than any loyal servant.
lay on the floor,
A shilling.

He kicks aside.
The rattle, That of a snakes.
Thoughts,
Of a penny farthing.

Only he,
Is free.
Working he left many,
To serve their masters,
A steady wage,

The old, wise Sage,
But only sniggers,
To see if one suceeds,
He did. I vow!
Standing here, in the seeds.

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Lawrie Stuart Ronton

Lawrie Stuart Ronton

An Industrial City in a shoddily assembled one-floored house.
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