Sweat, Blood, And Tears (Labor Day’s Poem) Poem by Captain Herbert Poetry

Hard work with risk and danger in glance of death
Pushing the walls in only penny compensation
Heat, fire, hammer, can’t breath with the ’shark’ employer
For love of family for them to stay

No protection, no benefits, no care for extreme tiredness
Only donations in the knock of bloody accidents
Lost arm, fell, crushed body, lung sickness, gone poor lives
Touch of love to lay an intense and passion of help to our heroes of laborers.