Orlando De Los Santos

Rookie (9-3-1996 / Queens, New York)

Minimum Wage - Poem by Orlando De Los Santos

Please let the wind blow,
Let the birds sing,
And let the sun shine,
Or do I have to pay a hidden fee?
Do I have to become a slave so I can see the earth?
Do I have to get an 8 hour shift,
At a corporate office,
Where the CEO gets a bonus from the government,
Where I sit,
Bored and unamused as my youth and life,
Slowly crawl out of my skin,
For minimum wage,
Where history screams at me as a free slave,
Without the shackles or the rape,
Or do I have to sign up and go fight in Afghanistan,
Because I can't afford to go to school,
Or my little girl,
Do I have to sign away 8 plus years of my life?
So I can fight a war,
Where decisions are made my old white men with shriffled up balls,
And go and kill Islam loving boys and girls,
And let Christian loving boys and girls,
Safe at home?
So, please give me an application of some sort,
Any,
If it pays minimum wage,
Because I want the sun to shine on my face, to warm it up,
I want the breeze to cool my skin,
And let the air,
Dry my sweat,
I want to see butterflies dance in the wind,
The rainbow after a springs shower,
I want to breathe without a fee,
So, please,
Please, I beg of you,
Let the wind blow one more time,
Just charge it to my credit card…

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 7, 2012



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