Workers
Workers are born
And toil hard all their lives
On farms and in factories
In malls and hotels
And anywhere one can think of
That’s low grade
As per the highbrows
Their eyes don’t see
A lot many beautiful things
That are free
They don’t have time
And when they have
They rest or sleep
Or drown their sorrows
In glasses of whiskey
All their lives they dream
Of moving into a bigger shack
A better home and a better life
They take loans
And in instalments kill themselves
Their life just a entry
In official records
In a way
If workers are carriage horses
Those in IT banking
And many other glorified services
Can be called race horses
For they are always racing
From one race to another
Panting heaving
Frothing through their mouths
Their reward
Executive of the month or week
And maybe a cheap souvenir
But they are still workers
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
This is excellent, Shashi! I’m 100% with you!
~David
Thanks a lot David.
That’s how we tend to see the world around us.
agreed.
That’s the life of a hard working person
Yes. But it should not be.
In an ideal world it should not be. But we live in a dystopian and unfair society.