A nation’s pulse
carry the burden of the nation on their shoulders.
They are the wheels that drive the nation towards
progress. They toil, they sweat, but receive little
appreciation for their hard work.
But, on this day that we celebrate another
International Workers’ Day – May Day or Labour Day
for the common man – they are still toiling on the
street, or fighting against the ocean, or sewing
their life away at a Juki machine; just trying to
make ends meet against the rising cost of living.
Ironically, it is the political parties on both
sides of the great divide that rally around on
Workers’ Day, shouting slogans, marching on the
streets, hijacking the day that belongs to the
The Nation captured the blood, sweat and tears
shed by the workers – and also their indomitable
courage to smile amidst untold sufferings – as they
engaged in their professions, in order to pay
tribute to them…
by Rukshan Abeywansha)