A Labor Day poem about the evil of treating labor like any
other commodity:
Labor's a commodity, like
fish,
As children are
fast-frozen and filleted,
Beating down the price.
Fortunes are made
On selling to us all so
cheap a dish.
Remember how the world is
being run,
Determined by the market's
iron laws
As slaves and children
jingle in its jaws.
Yet is there nothing,
nothing to be done?
© by Nicholas Gordon
Audio and Video Music: Chariots of War. By Aakash Gandhi.
Music free to use at YouTube.
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