Bloodied fingers, numb to the bone
Plucking tender greens, stained red
Backs bent with weight of leaves and sorrow
Eyes unseeing, tears of blood blinding.
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Kind of similar to the slaves in Jamaica during the 18th century but instead of tea it was sugar. Pain, sweat and a lot of tears all the same. Simple pleasures to us were misery to many back in those days......
such deep pain in this piece, slavery went out of fashion but still progresses, agreed with Thomas