<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392308" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lands II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was riding the track to your mother’s lands<br>And the donkey was growing tired<br>I came to a camp by the falling day<br>And sat by the fireside</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The black pot was cooking between the smoke<br>And the men were collecting wood<br>The split of the branches called into the night<br>As the women bent over the food</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I asked what it was they stirred in the pot<br>That drew the little dogs so near<br>The meat was left over from a wedding feast<br>The corn was brought in by the bride that year</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said, our daughters have left the land<br>Our children are scarcer than rain<br>The youngest is married to an Englishman<br>(And that life seemed so near again) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lands were empty when I came next day<br>Your boy and your brother were gone<br>I drank from the gourds and lit the lamp<br>And waited for you and the dawn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I woke to the sound of a 4-wheel drive<br>Pulling a harvester along the track<br>So I took to the donkey and left you a note<br>Wondering if we would ever come back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392308" data-title="Lands II de Frank Bana" data-description="I was riding the track to your mother’s lands And the donkey was growing tired I came to a camp by the falling day And sat by the fireside The black pot was cooking between the smoke And the men were collecting wood The split of the branches ca..."></div> </div> </div>

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