Workers On Strike - Poem by Cherret Leakey
They should be at their work stations
But they are in the streets preachng.
Preaching on a two-themed sermon.
The meagre amount they are being paid
Saying it's too little
Too little to catter for their needs
In ths current economy.
Preaching for more cash.
More cash to trickle to their account
And atleast bail them out
Out of those loans
That are lining behind them.
Will the employer
Listen to their loud plea?
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