I saw her
In a dirty face,
She carried,
To a builder
For a building construction
Modern and high.
With her ragged clothes
Under the hot sun,
Her skin is burning,
And too skinny
She goes up and comes down,
Her appearance burns her beauty,
Without rest.
She keeps working,
With her hard work,
She seems alone,
Where her husband is,
Just only her baby
Crying for the breast milk.
Yeng Chheangly (born 1988) Cambodia
Source: Cambodianess
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