Rig Worker

Rig Worker

Rig worker

 

If only you knew you are a slave worker

 

Doing the biddings of your task master.

 

In town, you are the lord,

 

Impress the less priviledge with your stipends

 

The women you discard like leaflets,

 

But on the field you are a mere labourer.

 

Painting, sweeping or scrubbing

 

You are a graduate,

 

But your boss is an illiterate

 

You come from a noble background

 

But you are ordered around by ex-cons.

 

Just because you are black and he is white

 

You take everything he says as right

 

Your brothers you treat like crap

 

Snitching just to kiss some ass.

 

The white insults you to your face,

 

But you smile cos the money has the final say.

 

Rig worker, rig worker

 

I may tell you this but you are not bothered

 

How would you when the money feeds your father, mother and brother.

 

You think you have won the rat race

 

But you are still a rat

 

Cos only rats win the rat race



4 thoughts on “Rig Worker” by chika nwakanma (@afroxyz)

  1. Sunshine (@nicolebassey)

    Woah! This Is POETRY! Lovely! Wow… a thousand thanks for this … Beautiful!

  2. Nice one. I love the last line.

  3. Not just the rig worker, my friend…

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