I am uselessly helpful
I do and undo the work
I am miserably happy
Trying hard, my sweet stone heartened boss
Her heart to please and make her smile
I sleep hungry in a full stomach
Satisfied with lots of water and air
Early in the morning, to air burgers
I wake up and from an empty cup
An illusion of sugarless milk tea I take
My free legs are tied
My open mouth is shut
As my just boss I watch
Like an owl full of a lion’s rage
My well done poor work she assesses
My hands itch with blisters
From the scorching sun my head aches
A frequent flue from the cold water
My caring boss full of love
Me she watches with burning eyes
She says to me,
“A roof over your head I have put
Little work I give you
Three hours of rest you get
I am so loving and caring
The little donkey whipping I give you
To just remind you of your work
To keep you sober and sane
Out of love it is
To eliminate laziness it does”
I am a free enslaved bird
In my own motherland
A background of poverty and misery
Allow me to silently suffer
Because a living I have to make
I carry my swallowed pride high
I allow myself to be caged
I am sadly glad for a heavy purse
For a man with a lean purse
Worthless to everybody he is
Once my sister is done with school
When my diabetic mother is well
When my purse is heavy with gold
Maybe, only a hopeful maybe
Out of misery and shame I shall be