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Listen to me and do not go, To any other fields of grain; Do not leave this one for I know, Soon we can expect some more rain. Stay with the other handmaidens, Watch where the farmers are reaping; If you see a storm cloud threatens, Run to where the cows are sleeping. The young men are not to touch you, Nor make perverted advances; For you know the thoughts they construe, They would love possible chances. When you are dry feeling the thirst, Go to the jars and get a drink; But let not yourself be coerced, By how men with lustful minds think. But why would they pay attention, To a foreigner in this land; When she lures not with affection, Other girls have the upper hand. People have said what she has done, Stayed with mother when husband died; Although there was no other son, The relationship not denied. She left the place where she was born, To a country she did not know; A strange land that she did sojourn, With a different status quo. May God reward what she has done, A rich reward she may receive; Moving to a land knowing no one, With a new faith for to believe. She came sheltered with protection, Acts of kindness will continue; Guidance from God gives direction, Someone is able to construe. Do not give her any problems, Give not her to trouble about; Do not be a bunch of hoodlums, Causing her to start raising doubt. Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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