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The child, she weeps like her mother she doesn't Understand what has gone wrong things were better Before when her mummy worked mummy was happier but now, they both cry struggling to pay for the food that they eat no money to spare For anything she misses her friends at the Child Care Centre the child, she wonders Who is Mr. Howard? What is Government? those words scare her they must be mean because like so many others they make her mummy scream to get out the anger the frustration, the hurt it doesn't make sense Why can't mummy afford to work? By Erica Haines International Women's Day Collective Adelaide
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