Cries From The Fields

Listen! Listen!
There are Cries From The Fields
Seeds have been planted
The Grain is high.
But the weeds are choking them out.

Listen! Listen!
There are Cries From The Fields
The rains have come
To water the crops
But the irrigation has been slow.

Listen! Listen!
There are Cries From the Fields
Yokes have been broken
Lives already given
No one is tilling the crops.

Listen! Listen!
There are Cries From the Fields
The furrows of life
Will supercede again
Unless the Laboroers are restored.

Listen! Listen!
There are Cries From The Fields
Fields are fair and white
And the harvest is wailing yet waiting
Who will go and work today?

by Cecelia Weir

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