Marina Poem by Thomas Henry Reynolds
Marina
The tobacco barons shall not mourn you, for they knew not your name,
they knew not of the tumors in your liver lung and brain.
they came not to your bedside, to watch you slowly die.
Your life cut cruelly short to keep them living high.
not for them the numbing loss, the awful crushing pain.
The tobacco barons shall not mourn you for they knew not your name.
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