Progress

A contribution to ronovanwrites Decima Challenge #47 with Start as the prompt word on the A rhyme line.

Progress

As Capital tears us apart
and profits from labourers' toil,
we seek, in the tillage of soil,
a flowering, welcoming heart.

So let me suggest, as a start,
production, now owned by the few,
is freed from the oligarch's screw,
communalised, structured and planned,
with redistribution of land.
Society reborn anew.
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By Arthur Richardson

Very part time poem maker. Retired from paid work.

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