The Coin Be Heavy

The coin be heavy, the coin be gold,
The coin be a tale from the 20’s they told.

No food for the mighty,
– or shelter for poor,
A road, take a toll as its toll takes much more.

Arrows all down, the building has stopped.
The country is dying along with its crop.

This is the turmoil of greed and the devil.
Prepare for the dusk,
my friend hand me my shovel.

Written By Shane Ferguson
Finished On The 25th Day of September 2008