"What will become of you
Worries me".. she tells me.

"You need to get a job.
Earn money"... she says.

She had had her job for 38 years.
For 38 years they'd tried to kill her.
They bought her youth,
Her beauty,
Her sleep,
Her peace
For few thousand.

They gave her early ageing.
Swollen knees,
Backache,
Hair loss.
Blood pressure.
They did all they could to kill her.
To seize her life.
The fun and the joy...

They paid her just enough
to...