Be Done Carrying Their Water
Poem (audio)
Aren’t you tired
of carrying their water?
You’re not admired,
not appreciated
by your “betters”.
Stop it already!
Gather together
all the water cans
and wet yourself.
Fling them up,
drench yourself
and drum the pails.
Be done being civil.
Be done being a slave.
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