Waiting for lefty

by amariharris1218

"Ladies and gentlemen, and don't let anyone tell you we ain't got some ladies in this sea of upturned faces! Only they're wearin' pants. Maybe I don't know a thing; maybe I fell outta the cradle when I was a kid and ain't been right since—you can't tell! Maybe I got a glass eye, but it come from working in a factory at the age of eleven. They hooked it out because they didn't have a shield on the works. But I wear it like a medal 'cause it tells the world where I belong deep down in the working class! Don't laugh! Nothing's funny! This is your life and mine! It's skull and bones every incha the road! Christ, we're dyin' by inches! Working class, unite and fight! Tear down the slaughterhouse of our old lives! Let freedom really ring!"

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