Zero Hours by David Babatunde Wilson

I am not a silent poet

The not-quite slavery

Of modern bonded work

Paid for each hour

Or none

Unable to seek

Alternate appointment

Or risk the few

Precious pounds

…or pennies

Inequitable employ

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