Stranger - Poem by Smeliton Paynes
There are many strangers in this land
Many as old as new
but the strangest place I've ever been
is stranger than me or you.
The strangest thing
in that strange place
was why the sky was blue
I asked then this and they said.
'Are you a stranger to? '
The second strangest was by fair
Fair stranger than the first
for the fields over the hill
was not the colour of the sky but green
I asked the farmer
who was standing there
why his grass was green?
He said 'you are a stranger to this land
and it's only as gree as it seems'.
As I wondered throught the strange country
and looked at the wonders anew
I looked at the people
and said to myself
'I am a stranger to'
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