Farming, the primary occupation of our land;
The first occupation God ordained man to do;
With it we survive, without it we die;
In farming is my pride;
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A good start with a nice poem, Shotayo. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
when you till the ground for you, your family and the nation to survive you have become a provider because that is what farmers do.
In farming is my pride; For if there is no farming; there will be famine. The soil has my riches in it; I will fight it with all my tools; I will suffer it with manure to get my riches quickly; yes the farmers are the real life blood of the nation....... you have written a fine poem praising them dear poet. tony