Cesar Chavez's soul..
May his kind loving light
the aid of each of us
........ignite
Migrant farmworkers
sometimes standing waiting for
hours for assignments
Wages stolen or cheated
out of minimum wage
Backbreaking work in the fields
with no water, no toilet, no shade
Bathed in killer gas and liquid
insecticides
Given filthy housing
Their children provided no schools
Their loved ones having no doctors
Sometimes chained in slavery
Sometimes children forced to sweat in the fields
Unionizers beaten, sometimes killed
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Excellent! Stark and biting, the way it needs to be!