The workforce battles against the profit-driven wills

In the realm of globalist ambition,
Where capitalism takes its expedition,
The workforce dwells, a cog in the machine,
Bound by the rules of a world unseen.

With open borders and interconnected ties,
Labor traverses boundaries, reaching the skies.
But in this web of global commerce,
The workers find themselves in a perplexing verse.

Across nations, they toil with fervent might,
Fueling economies, day and night,
But behind the scenes, power is amassed,
By elites who dictate how long they last.

Under globalist capitalism's sway,
The workforce faces an unyielding array,
Of demands, expectations, and competition,
As profit margins drive the relentless mission.

Multinational corporations reign supreme,
Chasing profits like a relentless dream,
They seek low-cost labor, outsourcing afar,
Leaving workers vulnerable, in a constant spar.

In search of cheaper resources and skills,
The workforce battles against the profit-driven wills,
Their worth reduced to mere numbers on a page,
Exploited, disposable, in this globalist age.

Yet, the workers unite, their voices strong,
For justice and dignity, they stand along,
In solidarity, they strive for a fairer ground,
Where the fruits of their labor are truly found.

They envision a world where workers are free,
From the chains of globalist hegemony,
A world where value is placed on their worth,
And the profits are shared, not confined to the girth.

So let us strive for a system more just,
Where the workforce isn't merely a means to adjust,
A world where labor is respected and esteemed,
Under globalist capitalism, reimagined, redeemed.
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