The
digging on the ground
The
hoe buries its sharp edge
The
soil get into mixture
The
mixture exposing to the sun
The
hole becomes deeper
The
searching never ends
The
clouds turn dark
Then
it returns to blue and white
The
cows watch at a distance
Staring
at the man digging the ground
Maybe
looking for something
In
the dry weather under the sun
“Stupid
man!” the cows say
“Get
the majority to work
It
will be so much easier
Share
the load the miles easy covered”
The
sun spreading its hot beams
Burning
the ground and the man
He
stops to wipe his face
The
cows boo at him
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