Working, lifting, pouring, cutting, pounding
washing, scrubbing, folding, somewhat slaving,
laboring, working, Birthing the fruits of this land.
One day the man comes.
Packed like sardines,
bodies minus land,
Boss Lady gots no more papi,
I gots no more daddy.
the Light burns.
No flag to bare; just men, women, children from many seas, stars and oceans,
Looking for a better way.
Five tiny feet I stood looking through, Campsite.