Naked & Hungry
Food, without it, humans would starve
Clothes, without them, us humans would be nude
But do others realize where it all starts
Allow me to explain although I may come off as rude
Every product's life starts on the farm
On some land out of the way
Where a man or woman works too hard
To provide the things consumers use everyday
Working behind the scene
Not scared to get scratched or to bleed
Making life simple for you and me
Working like slaves that can't be freed
Overworked and underpaid
The world's unsung hero
As their pay gets tooken away
The respect they recieve is slim to zero
So my fellow humans please remember
Food and clothes making is not funny
Without a farmer working from Jan. to December
The entire world would be naked and hungry.
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