By Ellery-Jude Nair (M23105)
Migrant workers toiling in the sun,
the foundation of all the glittering glass and steel,
that adorns this golden isle.
All that glitters is not gold,
the illusion is built on the sweat and blood
of these immigrants from foreign lands.
Each one is a firefly,
a beacon of light and hope to their kin,
but they have found no heat on this
false island.
How many fireflies will be snuffed out
by the prejudice and hatred they find here
in this gilded cage?
We should feel a sense of gratitude
to these workers who have built our lives
of comfort, and we should scorn them no more
for their work is the foundation of Singapore.
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