April Fung - Doomed

Night time sharpens
The air stiffens
Behind the bough does Luna hide
What a deadly, dull sky

Under the lacklustre night
Generates shadows and fright
In a decayed, shabby room
Wher windows and doors are locked tight

Black-rimmed eyes never glisten
Sealed lips now tightened
Robotic fingers all stay alert
Fatigue never hinders their work

Pitiful creatures imprisoned in small box
Never complain, never stop
All they want is to finish the job
All night long, working like a dog

Rules are strict, yet they carry on
Freedom is rare, yet they work till dawn
'We need money, so we carry on'
'We need jobs, so we work till dawn'

Under the dark, deadly sky
Harshness and tyranny lie
Throughout the long night|
You can still see those hapless eyes

April Fung

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