To Working Immigrants

by Majid Naficy

For International Workers’ Day


That weekend, on Fourth Street
Where the No. One meets the Nine,
It was only I
Who brought the two lines together.

The line going downtown
Carried sleepy immigrant men to work.
The other line turned round
Taking maids to wealthy homes,
And it dropped me off at a foothill.

In the canyon, I constantly asked myself:
When will these  working families
Sit on the same line?
October 24, 1986

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