Hostage My Pay Poem by Dorsey Baker
Hostage My Pay
I am an American
worker barely getting by
don't hold me hostage
it hurts!
to hear my
children cry
I need food on my table
I need
shelter from the storm
I am an American worker
don't play with me
I am serious
when I say
I am hungry
I work very hard
I need my pay!
I am an American worker
I am the backbone of
America!
so why?
would you want to
hostage my pay?
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