Open Poetry #32 |
Cain and Can Not #4 of series |
Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
The Spring rains came not So farmer Cain only planted a garden plot From the river he did pay The children of the town Fetching water for three cents a day To moisten his parched ground. The main fields lay fallow With no rain clouds to cast a shadow He wasted not the seed, But the poorer farmers had to try For far greater was their need Yet all the fields remained over dry. Ruined farms and desperate men One by one came to beg of him He was known as a compassionate man Yet he was left with little seed And too many there with an open hand, Cain could not all of them feed. So his gold bought their earth Paying a fair price for what it was worth And they left to go to the city Where they fished the river wide and flowing Hoping there to find some pity Yet not sure of to what life they were going. Summer remained arid still The blue skies not a cloud did fill The peasants had no water, Yet they could not there remain, One tried to sell his young daughter And all that was left was Cain. “She will not make the journey to the far off and struggling city” The daughter was a young teen, “It would best for her to warm your bed, a kind man and not city mean” The distraught mother with tears said. So they left her and the land parched Standing at the fence Cain just watched For two gold coins bought a slave Keeping her from the brothel or grave. Gloom |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Perfect. TD |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Professor, An old story but you write it well, enjoying. |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
Posts 2519 |
I enjoyed your whole series very much. Have a good day. Sadelite |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Yet he was left with little seed And too many there with an open hand, good story telling...sometimes you have to make hard choices. enjoying the tale M |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Ohhhhhhhh... Glad I went searching for this... "cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind" |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Wondered where these went and found them too far down already. Great read! |
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