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Christopher Xu

Muddy River Blues

Down by the river,

living in a shed,

feeding on the wild grass growing

all along the bend.

He know his sorrow,

and he know his pain

just like the muddy water

washed away his name.

He get up early, just to

work from nine to five.

Scraping in all he can, just enough to

keep his wife and kids alive

And every night,

he’d go and pray

hoping that the Man above

is hearing what he say.

Seen a better day or two,

knows just what it’s like

to sell his soul out on the bills,

can’t buy himself a life.

The water’s rising, and the

sun is hanging high,

but staring at the world above

is too much for his eyes.

Torn down like an animal

he makes it back again.

Bloodshot eyes and throbbing veins

burning through his skin.

It’s been a long day, got a

burden off his chest.

Sleep it off and end the day

And start it up the next.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]