Saskia Hamilton

Work - Poem by Saskia Hamilton

You were hired by the tools in the box and set to work.
How to hold a stone. How to throw it.

The project took a long time, you had to
learn to take care.

You were digging underground
and you didn't know where.

Sometimes it was a tunnel
and sometimes it was a stone.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003

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