one day grandpa
summoned a worker in his field
and that early morning he told him that he is fired.
with nowhere to go
poor as he was, with a wife and five children to feed
the man had to go, search for another land
and bow before another master.
he was humble, and courteous still
despite the humiliations and the insults
on being called a lazy bone
he still afforded a smile that i as a young boy
could not forget.
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