Identity
Who are you?
I am no one.
What is your name?
I have no name.
Where is your home?
I have no home.
Who knows you?
I have no one.
Where do you come from?
I have no past.
Where are you going?
I have no future.
What do you do?
I am a domestic worker.
What does that mean?
I am the shadow in the wealthiest home.
I am the backbone that holds everyone up.
I am the rudder that steers where they go.
I am the strength, the will to survive.
I am theirs, but I have none unto myself.
I have no rights, no one protects me.
I am no one, I have no name.
Many people have problems with their identity and who they feel like they are in life. The fact that this domestic worker does not have an identity, except for what she is in the house that she works in, is very sad. This shows something that people don't think about when it comes to domestic work.
ReplyDeleteDomestic workers kind of fade into the back when it comes to what the families they work for think about their employees. But they don't realize how much they become a part of the domestic workers life, whether the employee wants it that way or not. This makes me think about that.
ReplyDeleteoooooo i really dig your "identity" poem - so sad that many domestic laborers are seen in this light.
ReplyDeleteYour poems are really moving, especially “Identity.” It really puts you in the shoes of domestic workers. Great job.
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