Blue Green Farm

Blue Green Farm


What does it mean to be a farmer



Of all the people bearing that name




Who owns that title more?



Landlord, farmer floating above the green


And grime


Landlord, farmer detached from the earth


Your fingers do not push in the soil


Landlord, farmer absent from the field


The nurturing field



To whom does the title belong?



Is the fieldhand the farmer

The worker?


The unnamed laborer who plots

plucks and picks



Is she the farmer; is he?



Sweat of the hireling drips from her brow


Waters the rows


Field-hand-not farmer, he carries


No title


Worker-not-farmer with no claim


To the land



There are tractors that cost millions of dollars


Driven by satellites from beyond the world


A thousand laborers could live like princes for such





Those noble people, sprung from the green Earth,


Beneath the blue sky



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