land

A Poem by kbjami

yeah

Poor young Tommy lost his way
Down a path of so much gray
Nothing to hold for him to keep
The wolfs came for the sheep

He'll sweat during all the day
But returns with little pay
What could poor Tommy do?
When all the poachers grew?

No help for along the way
No answer from God when he prayed
Sadly he can't flee
With his debt he isn't free

He wants to change the way
But he's too much afraid
Has nothing to help him stand
Feet can't even touch the land