Hey, grain man
Can it be
You have some
Grain for me
If I grind it
With a stone
I will never
Be alone
Hey grain man
Here I stand
Weights and measures
In my hand
To make the meal
Of justice white
To make the flour
Of love shine bright
Hey grain man
Save for me
Grains of love
And when I’m poor
And hungry too
I’ll mill the grain
That’s what I’ll do
Hey grain man
In the sky
Give me bread
Before I die
Let me rest
Can I be free
Can I have
The love I need
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Quite a thought provoking thought. We take food for granted.I like the way you ended it. Sometimes love is a car crash . You don’t know when it will hit you. Hang in there. Good day
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Thank you, I enjoyed your comments
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The pleasure is all mine
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That’s got to be a song. Right? 🙂
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Yes, of course, perhaps folk-rock, with a little tweeking, thank you for your comment, drop by any time Chris. ☺ Sorry, I get facetious, its so hot here in London it could be South Africa.
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