We are what that call mere peasant
Who were created by God in sincere love
Whe who live by out own toil
We are those peasant, always in poverty, always sacrificing
No rest from work, suffer more and more
While others depend on us
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| Good Morning... |
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| ...ready to work... |
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| ..irigation.. |
We work in rain or shine without resting
We are the planters who show no fear
Who prepare the land with carabao, plow and rake
We are those planting with bended bodies
Mud to our knees on rainy days
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| ..harvest time. |
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| ....prepare a steamroller... |
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| ..rice prepared harvested.. |
I come from a farmer, who has feel how fate farmers especially when the
harvest time.The selling price harvest relatively low and sometimes not
according to production costs which have issued. After the Eid al-Fitr 2013 I help my parents to harvest rice fields South to
harvest rice. In addition to the price that is not cooperative, another
problem from the easy generation of farmers are reluctant to become
farmers, they would rather be working in the city. This can result in
agriculture is becoming a tough thing evolving and cost more due to take
workers from outside with the wage system.
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| ..begin to harvest... |
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| ...between the roar of the engine... |
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| ....the collection phase... |
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| ...collected into sacks... |
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| ....until the last remaining rice... |
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| ...short break... |
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| ...trademark.... |
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| ....ready to be transported.... |
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| ...stare. |
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