Farmers have gone from horses to tractors
They’ve faced all kinds of improbable factors
While the scarecrow waits patiently in yonder field
Waiting to see what the farmland will yield
He’s seen different styles and worn many faces
All that with time the sunlight erases
Empires toppled and castles erected
He’s heard wedding bells ring and seen lovers rejected
Constitutions were written, great inventions invented
Distant planets discovered and world wars prevented
But the scarecrow holds true, diligent in his vigilance
Through the harshest conditions he upholds his stance
A true cosmopolitan, a worldwide sensation
The scarecrow’s a child of about every nation
From 8000 BC to post green revolution
His immortality is anything but retribution
And though his curiosity has forever been masked
A perplexing question for aeons has asked
“If I stand here safeguarding crops of all kinds
Who is the sentry of the food for your minds?”
© José V. Guerra Awe
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