Midsummer, Sunday afternoon
sun's high up in the sky at the
sweat of the day
fields o' green dominate the vieuw
there's a humm a song rises up someone
starts to sing about the only freedom he
has
the freedom within, it's a religious song
a powerfull song, a bearer of strenght
others pick up on it start fallin' in
it sings about all the lost yesterdays
an' their tomorrows, as it finds its way
down Tobacco road
where the blues never end
(c) JR. 2017
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