Droplets from gas, small grains from sand, efficiency - planned - not to waste what he has: he, papers signed at his desk for his plans; he, cutting costs where the budgets demand. Guarding the flock like a good shepherd must: wool is not just what the faithful must stock. Money does not make the christmas day roast, one sheep must die for the good of the most. Shearing is work and the food is the pay: that is the way since we're brought by the stork. The farmers allow us to vote for the arm we're fed by, but no use for burning the farm. When profits are low and the budget is slim farmers won't bring down their house for a sow. Out in the wild there is danger and woes: safer to stay, where the danger is close. #Poem #Poetry #Makhno #PleaseComeBack
whoa dude this is awesome! if you ever want to get together and maybe like, share work or make a human-troll sort of writer's workshop / writer's cafe / writer's salon thing.. hmu!