July 4, 2014

Working For Peanuts

by Childeric Maxy (author's profile)

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Working for Peanuts

I am working like a nut,
still don't get a piece of the pie.
I am cleaning wet showers!

I am working, in dead, for peanuts,
while they look on from their chair on high.
They look too, from their high towers!

As I toil, I was given my imaginary hut.
I didn't work for the ante-bellum South that died.
As my ancestors did, in the fields of sugar-cane and flowers!

Justice I request, clearly from a cult,
As if God to whom I pray at night,
Will not help against their corrupted powers!

I learned to keep my mouth shut,
but I keep pressing for my right.
Will I be free, and exist for my daughter?

Working for peanuts,
I am working upright.
I am doing my best that my daughter don't see me a coward!

Penned on 11/18/13

C. Maxy
100 Corrections Drive
Stanely, WI 54768-6500

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