High Price by Laura Mostert

Laura Mostert | March 18th, 2024 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

I took the coins
And gathered them round
And counted each one
Then filled my jar
For me this is a small start

Seeding for change
Avoiding the greed that capitalists feed
I just want to be free
And be my own man

In a moment
Here enters a thief
His blade pierces deep
Now I see it all
For this is the price of life

Poet Bio

Laura Mostert resides in the Western Cape. She has a degree in education and is currently a high school teacher.

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