We’re all robbers turned so I must let
robbers into my home- I wouldn’t,
I wouldn’t, I wouldn’t want to be alone
One bring the water, one the pail,
to keep the fires abated and frail,
in exchange for beans, potatoes,
with garlic, onion,
flour, and whatever soup stones you bring,
I can’t go out so please come in,
I can’t go out so please come in.
Military men, leaving guns at the door,
vagabonds, children, fat, thin, poor,
I don’t know where they come from or where
they go after,
disappearing from the porch, bound for crusade.
I cannot be intimidated and I will not be afraid.
We all want for daily bread,
But you need not take, I’ll give instead.