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CHANGING OF THE GUARD

They sit in the tunnel below,
mostly women awaiting their shift.
Animatedly greeting one another.
Chatter in Spanish the predominant sound.
¿Cómo fue tu fin de semana?
¿Cómo está tu familia?
¡Oye que Estoy cansada!
Acabo de salir de mi otro trabajo.

Promptly at 6:00 PM
They, en masse, stand,
Retrieve their tools of trade.
begin their journey to the offices above.
Two worlds pass each other on the escalator.
Ironically upper class in descent and lower ascending.
Pretending the other is not there.

Men and women clad in designer suits and dresses
The money-makers,
Going down to the garage, briefcases in hand.
Catatonic, mesmerized
Looking at their smartphones.
Some off to the gym to exercise.
Others to relieve their nannies at home.

While on the way up…
Madres, abuelas, hijas, hermanas
Carting vacuum cleaners,
Dusters, brooms…
All the accoutrement necessary
To make the day shift’s lives
Cleaner, healthier, more comfortable.
About to get their exercise the hard way.
Only to pick up after their own families
After their “Work” is done.
Written by Gahddess_Worship (Osomajestuoso)
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Author's Note
NaPo/GloPoWriMo poem #15. This born out an observation one day as I was getting off work.
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