Hail the man who tills the soil,
from thorn and thistle extracts oil
of copra, soya, olive and corn,
labouring at the leprechaun
of plenitude to fill the horn
With fruits and flora of his toil.
Praise the woman at his side
whose earth is deep, whose hips are wide
and from the vine extracts the wine,
the sugar and the salt divine
to pour and sprinkle on the shrine
of lust for life and love and feast
to calm and tame and sate the beast,
the hunger that consumes the world;
the sacrifice of green for gold
myopic greed with vision blurred.
Hail the man who sows the seed
and from the soil fulfils the need,
with faith and hope for sun and rain,
to fill the farrowed earth with grain,
greening the ground where brown had lain;
Indeed, he is a special breed.
Copyright ©2011 by G. Newton V. Chance
- G. NEWTON V. CHANCE
- George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.
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