Now that you’ve learned a little bit about what life is like for Indonesian sweatshop workers, pretend you are a Nike sweatshop worker and write a poem from this viewpoint.
The night are cold, the days are dark
my kids are sad, they miss their dad
my wife is sick, shes fighting for her life
I get paid 1.25 a day thats not enough to pay for the food
all the people who proest are abused i need help, i need a reason tp go on.
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