Labor
I saw that you fed the loom; but who fed you?
I saw that you fueled the fire; but who fueled you?
History put up big signs, but they never bore your name,
History set great feasts, but you were never invited.
You go to work in the morning with your dinner pail on your arm.
Does that pail contain your dinner alone and provide only for your simple day?
Millions of mouths to come hereafter are to be fed by that pail you carry on your arm.
When you go home at night after the day's work the universe goes home with you,
When you strike against the injustice of the master the sun strikes with you.
I saw that you fueled the fire; but who fueled you?
History put up big signs, but they never bore your name,
History set great feasts, but you were never invited.
You go to work in the morning with your dinner pail on your arm.
Does that pail contain your dinner alone and provide only for your simple day?
Millions of mouths to come hereafter are to be fed by that pail you carry on your arm.
When you go home at night after the day's work the universe goes home with you,
When you strike against the injustice of the master the sun strikes with you.
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Work class goes to haven.
Work class goes to haven.
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