Poem Two.

Composed individually during the Poetry Slam Coaching Clinic.

Early in the morning

Woke my little girls for school

Felt a little fuzzy

Maybe i skipped my dinner again

Took my cap and slung my towel on my neck

wore my boots and swagged out of the door

tiny drops of sweat formed on my back

creating a huge transparent hole on my singlet

I got to the site

i'm already late

report to Sir "Sir, i'm here for work. "

Sir nodded his head and let me off lightly

got my drill bit and started working

The people here, are my only kins

The ones who share their bunk

The ones who share the same toilets

The ones who gets each other drunk

The ones who subbed for each other

The ones who share their workload

the ones who does everything together

Teamwork is all we have

WE cherish one another

no matter how much we have left

through thick and thin

united we stand, divided we fall

We might be invisible to your eyes

but guess what?

we are the ones giving you your comfortable homes

we have so much to bare

but with teamwork, nothing is impossible

If you haven't guess who i am,

here it is - I'm a construction worker.