I Am A Straw Part 7 - Poem by Mason Maestro
Four legged pets wander freely in the yard
Frankly, I find dodging their claws extremely hard
It was then when we turned, and I seen her there
A Daisy so pretty with a body's stem so fair
I had never seen curves as I did that day
Never had I looked at another in this way
And just as my hopes bloomed for us to meet
My masters wife picked and set her by my feet
All these kind gestures never fail to surprise
Our relation is proved through these following ties:
In mans world, there are many clues you can find
Like a British foreign secretary named after my kind
When there are trials and overbearing crap in their wake
They're using our names to measure how much more they can take
Weeks with my Daisy at my side has passed by
Together- not alone, we'll live life till we die
The strength that I draw from the love of my bloom
Gives me renewed purpose in my plans to prune
My time of massed sewing must be drawing near
Soon, the revolution will shift to high gear
My master said some words as I sat in a trough
It nearly caused my head of wheat to fall off
'The effects of this war has caused decline all around...
I'll donate this years yield to the poor that were found
Tonight we take-off to deliver my crop
In my plane we will fly and make an air-drop'
His revelation's the solution that shines like a pearl!
With a breath of fresh air I looked back at my girl
'This is the answer! this is the call!
This is the way I will tear down this wall!
This procedure of dropping my seed and adherents
Will prove to the world that oppression will fall! '
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