Thursday, January 28, 2021

Rice

And if we are but grains of rice

Don’t we deserve 

The joy of life?

The privilege to make some noise

To let the wind bend us

In a few directions 

The sun light us,

The moon enchant us

Who’s going to see the face of me

And hear the voice of you 

If we are all but grains of rice

Let us be merry for the season

We’ll fill your bowl a little later

With hard earned fruits

If our labor

 

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