Toil for yourselves, toil for yourselves, ye oxen!
about ten-inch square on the lesser hills
thresh for yourselves, thresh for yourselves, ye oxen
thy is the cleaver.
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Write comment. Such a nice write, Leila. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks
A beautiful poem mirroring the ills of society. Thanks for sharing
Striking last stanza. Very well crafted!