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My tomatoes accompany me
To the induction center
I pass all my tests and the physical exam
The staff seargant invokes his wrath
Upon my tomatoes
Threatening to exile them
He is politely informed
My tomato bitches go with me
Lest you molest my family
There are not many choices of what must be done
He remembers watching Full Metal Jacket
My tomatoes are with me while in the Infirmary
They are with me on the bus ride home
Upon the windowsill in my room they sit
My old job at the factory awaits me
My own father will not say anything
Against my tomatoes
My dachsund sits upon the bed with me
Staring at my bitches who sit in the sun
Upon the windowsill
~Moses~
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
The clothesline pole bends in the wind
As her flower print apron dissapears
Soon will go her pinstriped dress
Upon the hill of tears
She is the good woman who toils
Moving upon the wind to inspire
Visiting other weather worn women
Who stubbornly refuse to tire
Her hands of steel from endless work
Stern may be her face
Inside there is a heart of gold
That always keeps its place
Not far behind is her faithful cat
It follows her throughout all time
It is the cat that follows the good woman
As she continues her climb
To the tops of many hills of tears
Where she dries the children's eyes
Before she moves upon the wind
Inspiring others to rise
~Moses~
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
Today my dad helped me
We made a castle of sand
My sister said it was fit for a unicorn
That came from a magical land
Where dragons breathe their fire
In gardens children play
Gumdrops grow on bushes
In pots made out of clay
In the evening we watched the waves
Slowly went the sun
Another castle dissapears
Another dream is done
~Moses~
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved