The Harvest is Hard (One Long Line)

The Harvest is hard
and you get dirty
Your back hurts
Your head hurts
Your heart....hurts

The land is picked
bare
while under is
plowed the past
Fruit and fiber, grains
and gratitude

The Harvest...hard
and it humbles you
in the field... vast
As the
sun of the day
hits your shoulders
Your shadow is cast....
alone
One long line lies lonely 
on the land

Yes, the Harvest is hard
and you do it, alone
because the feast that
awaits you is named....
FREEDOM