I give no clarity
To unify with certain members of my family
From the crack of dawn
While I'm still in a yawn
I get up and get myself ready for work
A lone parent with two children to feed
I go along and add to the bosses greed
He sets my tasks
For long hours it does last
Worn and used for his labour
At the end of the day
My earnings I can't savour
Sending me home with little
I can't get by on this brittle
So my children still starve
While my bread can't be halved
Tis a shameful meal
When I'm not given much of a deal
While the boss goes home
And knows he still can laugh
suzan gumush
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-greed-of-those-bosses/
