THE WORKER'S DISTRESS 

They're feeding the nation since millennium 

Exploited daily for bread and butter. 

Keepin'em devoid of consuming premium. 

Why bound to live between filthy clutter??

They're as skilled as gemstones 

But getting hell as deep sunk mines 

Deserved to be applauded as providers 

But still contrived to wear dirty attire .

It's lack of knowledge they're paying for some said. 

Some believe it's adversity which have taken all away. 

All they get is bruises in their hands,

Diminished hand lines, but owners get sway. 

The scorching sun in head, 

Felt little sudden pains.

Shadows tremble in despair, 

Shirt sunk in stains. 

Writing own paycheck will swipe out worries. 

Prancing in terrace, face turn red. 

Create a plan, believe and prioritize 

Work out now, get off your bed.