Santa's Slaves Poem by Janet Mary Zylstra
Santa's Slaves
The Feast of Yule is here again
And spoiled kids start whingeing
For toys and sweets and other junk
That Santa Claus is bringing.
The Feast of Yule is here again
And in a Third-World room
Santa's tiny slaves sweat blood
In the hungry, dirt-filled gloom.
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: child abuse
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