Poetry

Flying Lemming


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3 january 2012

Perspective

The tourist laughed as he thought of the native that made a deal
And swapped an uncut diamond for a Rolex that wasn’t real
He took the diamond and sold it, gaining a pile of cash
And gambled and went to bars and frittered away his stash
The native smiles and thinks of how he swapped the watch for two goats
That gave his family the chance to live without hunger at their throats
The tourist still chases more money, no time to rest or for calm
The native sits in the shade and watches his children tend the farm






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