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who can blame a simple man
who works the plow on barren land
and who will fail to understand
the silent plight that works him up inside

you stood in line with all the other fools
when they called you in to be handed out the tools
you felt the icy grip of death around your throat
and as you choked a soft voice spoke:

like the smallest twig on the tallest tree
just to take care of a pair of leaves
put in your share and raise a family

what consoles a broken man
with a furrowed face and calloused hands
not a bet was placed and not a token spent
not a stone was raised at the race’s end

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