believe in what your heart feels...

Yay, thank you everyone!



This poem is all about the horrors of sweatshops in the world. The title was basically a numerical riddle saying "An end to exhaustion!".

All throughout third-world countries up to today, a majority of mothers and daughters who make up the majority of workers who make the clothes for companies like Gap and Old Navy and Abercrombie and Finch continue to be given very poor respect and treatment for their excruciating work. Many only get pennies in a days work, in fact in the Dominican Republic all those workers who make $20 baseball caps sold by BB&B only get eight cents a day per shipment, while the companies get the profit. The Triangle Shirtwaist Company fire in 1911 that claimed 146 lives is one major example of the tragedies that these hard workers face, working under terrible civil rights and care, from dirty bathrooms to dehydration to uncomfortable chairs, not even getting enough pay to both raise and feed their infants or children. Ninety-three years later, little has been improved on keeping the 1911 tragedy from repeating itself and giving workers the rights and health care and good pay they deserve.



In a way, yes Electra, this does tie to the upcoming election too, as though many of us are not impoverished like the third-world countries, we have been victims to a corrupt government. New York and Los Angeles have sweatshops of their own.

God Bless You All!



Love,
Noah Eaton

"You'll find something that's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20

~ Is that love I see in your eyes...
  or merely a reflection of mine? ~