May 23, 2022


The Grain Song


The Grain Song

Lorraine, here's the domain of words slain,
I'm here to entertain, attain, not to feign!
Hop onto the train, you won't sing in vain,
Words can reach a fever pitch in a brain!
In another twist of drama, let me explain,
Grain, you remain her main food and gain
in spite of others' disdain, sprain and pain,
She doesn't consider you as a stain or a chain,
I see her pound you grain, again and again like rain,
What a drain, yet she doesn't refrain or complain.

Article © Ndaba Sibanda. All rights reserved.
Published on 2021-10-11
Image(s) © Sand Pilarski. All rights reserved.

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