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The fields are white, The laborers are few; Yet say the idle, There's nothing to do.
Jails are crowded, In Sunday Schools few; We still complain There's nothing to do.
Drunkards are dying, Your sons, it is true; Mothers' arms folded, With nothing to do.
Heathens are dying, Their blood falls on you; How can you people Find nothing to do?
This poem is in the public domain.
About This Poem
"Nothing To Do" was published in Avenging the Maine, A Drunken A. B. and Other Poems (Edwards and Broughton, 1899).
James Ephraim McGirt was born in Robeson County, North Carolina, in 1874. His books include Some Simple Songs and A Few More Ambitious Attempts (George F. Lasher, 1901) and Avenging the Maine, A Drunken A. B. and Other Poems (Edwards and Broughton, 1899). He died on June 3, 1930, in Greensboro, North Carolina.
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