INDIGNITY

INDIGNITY
Every ounce of Sweat
is priceless,
& if it's dripping from a labour's pain
it definitely should not go in vain

His hard earned livelihood
when threatened
pushed him to dead end
Save him,  listen to his wail
The wrath has befallen him
his face has gone pale
Paindrops are his silent whimpers
Rescue him, help  him recover