Brief Pleasure

Poem By Nicole Alexander

sticky sweating dark bodies
bent over and achy with
fingers stiff and bleeding
from picking all day while
red scratchy eyes see
nothing but white
ears enjoying the humming
and chanting from fellow
slaves trying to boost
morale till the minute
the master will call

'Quitting Time'

sighs of pleasure
such a brief time
as they stretch
their backs and necks
while they go eat a
bite and head to
bed just to start it
all over again when
in their dreams they
will hear the words

'Starting Time'

Comments about Brief Pleasure

That's deep. I like where the poem comes from. It brings me back to reality, where america still is today in 2006.....

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