A windowless room
Dim lighting
Machines in rows
Humming buzz
The women sew.
Materials askew
In frenzy
Threads spin
Scissors manoeuvre
Shapes of fans
Of every colour.
Officer walks
Through straight aisles
Heads bent down
Eyes averted.
Bang!
Everyone looks up
A woman falls
She was sleeping.
A month’s wage
Taken from her
The single mother
Feeding her kids
And her mother.
At her limit
In fury
She protests,
Tears streaming down.
The officer walks
Ignoring her;
The women stand.
A workers’ strike…
Protest
Higher wages
Better working conditions
Less working hours…
And reinstall wages.
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