David Hines (hradzka) wrote,
David Hines
hradzka

APED: "the refugee"

Weary, weary, sick and sore,
lay my burden, lay it down,
just walk on a little more,
lay my burden, lay it down.

Tote a load that weighs a ton,
lay my burden, lay it down,
tote it more before I'm done,
lay my burden, lay it down.

Leave the things I can behind,
lay my burden, lay it down,
for those who chased us off to find,
lay my burden, lay it down.

Men with guns are on the trail,
lay my burden, lay it down,
my legs are weak and soon to fail,
lay my burden, lay it down.

Someone notice, someone care,
lay my burden, lay it down,
someone say this isn't fair,
lay my burden, lay it down.

Miles to go before I sleep,
lay my burden, lay it down,
blood is red and talk is cheap,
lay my burden, lay it down.
Tags: a poem every day
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