𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥 ✦ 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚

Farmer's daughter

When the farmer starts to sow his wheat
creates the grain in burning heat
the woman sleeps next to her seventh boy
letting him grow up to seek and destroy.

He beats and spits and kicks her head
making her dream about the future instead
unable to work, hit back and vote
she's sewing the king's sister's nephew a coat.

Yet even today we're bound together by a suture
and even now we're looking for the future
for existing currently still feels like a slaughter
and I am the farmer's daughter.