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A Hard Road in Eritrea

Hard Road

It's a hard road ahead and you know it.
It's a hard road ahead and you show it.
It's a hard road ahead, blood's gonna shed,
so get in your boat and row it.

The crop’s in the field, so grow it.
The crop’s in the field, better stow it.
You'll never need to know to know it.
The crop’s in the field, so don't blow it.

The time is right for the pruning.
This is no time for swooning.
No time for blue mooning.
Time to set sail for the soon.

And sing a different tune.
Before the road aligns with the rune.
Spit in your spittoon and get going.
The crop’s in the field and it's growing.

It's a hardscrabble road to heaven.
And you won't pass any 7-11.
So gear up your ass and step on the gas,
it's a hardscrabble road you are given.

The problem to solve is a puzzle.
That can't be written with a muzzle.
The freedom of speech should outreach,
the hardscrabble life of the muddle.

It's a hard road ahead and you know it.
So hop on your shining steed and show it.

Copyright 2008 © Ronald W. Hull

1/26/08