wake up in the morning br head out to look br for work br stand in the corner of br the street br waiting for cars passing by br to pick you up br and take you to veg br gardens br as a day labor, br I am that forgiven one br that you need me br when you can’t find br anyone br as I fulfill your greed br of cheap labor br when I am not required br anymore, br then you blame me br that I am a thief br stealing all the jobs br from a mythical br breed of workers br that no one has seen, br you treat me like a br pile of garbage br hire me and pay me br dirt cheap, br no human dignity for me br and many like me br you fill your coffers br on the sweat and blood br of me and my brothers br and sisters, br I don’t complain br as I have many br needs br filling the empty stomach br of my little ones, br and the old ones br you fulfill my needs br ‘cause I can’t do it br without your greed, br that I so desperately br need to succeedbr br Khalid Hameedbr br