I recall a schoolboy coming home

Through fields of cane

To a house of tin and timber

And in the sky

A rain of falling cinders

From time to time

The waste memory-wastes

I recall a boy in bigger pants

Like everyone

Just waiting for a chance

His father's watch

He left it in the showers

From time to time

The waste memory-wastes

I recall a bigger brighter world

A world of books

And silent times in thought

And then the railroad

The railroad takes him home

Through fields of cattle

Through fields of cane

From time to time

The waste memory-wastes

The waste memory-wastes

Further, longer, higher, older


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