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Florida Bus Tragedy YouTube Video and Song
They came to work here
They came because all their work was gone
They came to work here
They came because all their work was done
They left their homes
Far behind
They left to roam
Just to follow the signs
To climb the ladders
They come on the run
Not that it matters
They burn all day in the sun
To bring us the peaches
Apples and pears
They sleep on the beaches
Take what the market will bear
With parched thirst on their tongues
Hunger in their eyes
The foreman doesn’t care how young
Doesn’t care which one dies
Their homeland is ashes
Quiet as stone
When some bus crashes
Each one is alone
Then they’re pointing the fingers
What were they here for?
As the smoky ember lingers
Did they expect any more?
Their homeland is desolate
Caked over with clay
Their lives indeterminate
They don’t care what you say
When a man is so hungry
He will leave his life
Leave out from his country
Promise his wife
He’ll be back with the money
Things will be as they were
Their lives will be sunny
Just take care of her
There’s nothing but rock there
Been flooded and burned
All the fields they are bare
No more to be turned
What happened to this dream
That it flew to the north
Song turned to scream
Can bring nothing forth
The laughing mad manager
Banana crops expanding
A Crimson Colored Tanager
With no forest standing
Went out to the Oceans
Down to the Sea
Fishing for potions
No food for me
The factory ships scraped it away
The Ocean is empty
Only rocks fill the quay
Where once there was plenty
Fever, ague and horrible cancer
Take the young and the old
Breaking open the dancer
Now no more so bold
The bus in the morning
Come shy along the road
Now families in mourning
The rich the poor goad
What was their status?
Tell us that now
Did they come here for gratis?
To feed like a sow?
Give us their reason
For being here now
Is it the season
To be offered like a cow?
Who bears the witness
To those on the bus
To those whose fitness
Belongs now to us
The food in the pantry
Lies fresh on the shelves
While steel wrapped gantry
Removes all their selves
It’s alright now
Nothing to see here
I can’t tell you how
They all came to be here
Why would they come to steal all our jobs
To take what is ours
If all that they get are dry, empty sobs
Maybe enough to buy flour
At this moment we’re conducting a massive murder investigation
A man came calling, his tongue like a spear
What were they doing in this not their nation?
Everything that I have been told at this point – they all have what they need to be here
When will they all be buried
The fields are coming on with a full crop
For our sakes now it surely should be hurried
After all, said the job boss, you can’t expect us to stop
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Many farmworkers were injured and killed in the crash
The driver apparently has smoked marijuana oil, took medications including Klonopin, Lyrica and Clonidine
He was on his way to a methadone clinic for a back condition