Our Toil, Your Spoils

Our cows and men toil very hard, To thresh paddy in the harvest yard, You 'Lockdown' yourselves and others, While we toil for you, oh our big brothers! We got to work and cannot sit tight In our home, as you do day and night. While we plough our lands in the midday sun You attend ‘Zoom' conferences with lots of fun! We do not get a fair price, for what we produce, Since movements are stopped on Corona's excuse. At half price we sell our harvest to the middlemen Who carry those to you, while hungry we remain! Dhaka 12 July 2020