Steel Line poem - 1

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We in that factory
we were lifting heavy doors
we were risking our backs, our fingers and our souls
we were playing deaf against the English insults

We in that factory
we were lifting injustice and exploitation
we were getting dirty with grease and discrimination
we were opening the old wound ...

We in that factory
we were in a first world country with third world jobs ...

By Ivor Rodriguez, a striking worker at Steel Line Doors.