The Farm by Mark Maxey
down the plains he rode
on the horse so bold
he had a wife an child
to take care of feed
the winds of his dream led him
down the Oklahoma plains
the farm where my dad was born
under the wide open skies
working down till dusk
with his sweat he wet the soil
of where our dreams came true
during the 30's the dust blew it around
the bank was inching closer to owning it
but our hard work and determination
led us to keep our farm he had
the 60's brought about changes
long hair and rock and roll music
tempted many rural youth to forget
the dreams of their ancestors
but we kept our farm alive
the 80's saw the local farmer slimmin down
too many big companies came and bought the land
but our family kept true to the hard work we had been taught
only a few kept the American dream live
now the talk of republican recession
and our farm is taking it's last breath
but I know we can keep it alive
we got to get more true blood Americans
to buy local grown goods
worked from hands of centuries old
dreams made us what we are today
and dreams will keep us alive today
02/10/2008 Posted on 02/11/2008 Copyright © 2024 Mark Maxey
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