Workers Unite

If they wish to strike,
They will face their plight:
Workers fired
Until starvation admired;

Ration cards ceased
Until everyone pleads,
          “The regime's way is right
                    — It's our only light.”

A contract will be signed
With all who are aligned:
A half-pound of bread
And a job in which you dread.

Working for the regime
Will be considered pristine.
But if you decide to breach,
Your execution will be reached.

From the Book

FIRESTORM, When History is Erased

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Workers Unite by K. Saitta
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