Tag Archives: exploitation

Time is Money – A Lost Early Poem

If time was money millions would die so that the few could live forever. They will pay you just minutes and charge you in hours raising prices till you run out of time. The rich will own the centuries cleaning … Continue reading

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Streets of Gold

Paki cabbie one fare more drives in Manhattan dreams of Lahore Tiffin man washes dishes catches the subway Lakshmi wishes Mexico’s son picks the ground tomatoes today a penny a pound Latina domestica behind the gates cares for the children … Continue reading

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Immokalee and the Fight for a Penny a Pound

In the southern part of Florida, maybe 30 or 35 miles from the money towns of Naples and Marco Island, sits another town, along “Alligator Alley”, where I-75, running south along the Gulf coast  turns left and makes a bee … Continue reading

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Blind Eye

Young Mexican picker man rises from a mattress on the floor of a dilapidated trailer shared with nine other mattresses.   buys a chicken bag lunch from the local seller of chicken bag lunches and climbs on board the contractor … Continue reading

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Working Man

This must have been how it was to look down from a hillside orchard to see Reggio or Napoli shining below for the last time looking like acres of clean cardboard as he walked away with what he could carry … Continue reading

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Time is Money

If time was money millions would die so that the few could live forever. They will pay you just minutes and charge you in hours raising prices till you run out of time. The rich will own the centuries cleaning … Continue reading

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