Workers(An Original Poem)(Solidarity with all workers worldwide)

We hustle to the grind
Chasing paper
to the end of our lives
Morning shifts graveyard clocking
Sweatshops factories cubicles
Grave diggers priests and hackers
Teachers underpaid
Migrants second class
Worked to the bone
For the wealthy percent
We work for more debt
We spend more than we keep
A vicious cycle premeditated
Institutionalized slave code
So let’s celebrate workers
Collective vision unique perspective
We own our struggle