Survival Poem by Tony Adah
Survival
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If we toil on the soil
With knife and hoe
We must reap
If birds without tools
Feed and soar in the sky
We must grow
The verve is in the head
Not in the muscles.
Friday, September 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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Zwelethu Siwaphiwe Shweni
16 September 2016
If we toil on the soil With knife and hoe We must reap- I loved these lines Tony. Thanks for sharing.
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9/12/2025 1:16:11 PM # 1.0.0
Feed and soar in the sky We must grow....Very interestingly drafted and shared poem this is...10