My low status has fallen,
I'm back at the bottom
feeding on the scraps of society.
Slaving as a number
punched on a button.
My name, a tag to make me seen.
I am nothing,
only one of many
in this place of drudgery.
I could lose this too
and rest in a ditch
where the sewer waters run through me.
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Submission Name: Minimum Wage
