Sense Sonnets

Monday, December 10, 2007

Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Working Class

For 20 years I've done this toil.
I started as a child of 10.
I'm called a worker of night soil
By those who are polite; but then
Others do call me names so vile.
This used to cause me such great pain.
But now, I just hear not and smile.
10 to 12 hours I do drain,
By hand, the latrine pits, each day;
Hauling out human excrement,
Getting 4 or 5 dollars pay.
If I stay healthy, then I'm content.

I do not do this job for me.
I do it for my family.

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