Laborer Poems - Poems about Laborer

no sounding alarm his workboots off laborer sleeps respite this morn...

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On The Job In the misty morning light A parade of characters strolls on site. I sit there at my portal gate I check who is sick and those just late I see burly men, some strapping teens, lean muscled men in their tight blue jeans They get right to work with no messing around digging and plodding across the cold hard ground As...

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I was pulled out of the school; doomed into hard labor, To my home, at budding age, I became a life-saver...! When kids of my age, with stylish satchels, proceed to school, I, in cracker-workshops noxious, chemicals heat and cool...! With my tender hands, I shape cute beautiful fire-works, When I see, you crack them, my wish to do...

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Standing outside, Working in the heat, Skin charred and brown, Weathered and leathery. There toils the laborer. He’s fixed at a distance, Huddled with others. Like warehouse items, Tools packed together, Yet to be used. His clothes are caked, Decorated with dirt and dust. They are torn at the sides And unwashed for days— Except from his sweat. But when he comes near, You shy...

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