Living wages for sugar workers are long overdue

Dear Editor
Sometimes, in my moments of quiet contemplation, my mind would drift backwards to Plantation Bath, the sugarcane plantation where I was born and raised. In those moments, I would vividly recall the struggles of the people within my community – including my parents – who, from morning until late evening, toiled each day in distant sugar cane fields to earn miserly wages not adequate to support their families. Yet they never complained, even as colonial overseers, at the behest of their expatriate plantation owners, denied workers representation, and punished those who expressed dissatisfaction.
Then came the Man Power Citizens Association (MPCA), professing to represent the workers. However, this labour union soon proved to be ineffective in representing the workers, submitting instead to the exploitative explanations and viewpoints of plantation owners. It was not until the Guyana Agricultural Workers Union (GAWU) came into existence that workers began to receive true representation. However, the workers’ hardships, though incrementally addressed, did not drastically subside or disappear.
Out of such existence, Madhoo (Reds), my former elementary school and later cane-cutter friend, urged me to write something about his life. His constant plea led me to pen this poem, which describes the hardships and struggles of canecutters.
This poem was published by the Guyana Graphic in 1967.

So early, so early, it’s time to wake
My bundle, my breakfast, I have to take
Out to the fields where the canes doth lie
Whether it’s raining or whether it’s dry

My children still sleeping and hardly did see
Their father so dear to work he must be
Turning and toiling in both heat and cold
From morning to night, till his limbs grow old

The workers all gather for tasks to be done
In the cold morning dew or the hot bright sun
Their twenties then clatter, the canes did fall
The ones who are lagging, the Sardar did call

My lunch did I take when my cutting is done
On dams in the fields under the blazing sun
For this is the way it still has to be
For a lonely canecutter, a worker like me

The punts are all loaded with canes fetched on heads
By jumping the drains and running on beds
The workers all jostled to fill their own share
To relieve their burdens of canes they did bear

The day has now ended to home I must go
With aching muscles and a heart full of woe
My children now sleeping for evening has come
No greetings for father whose work is undone

Then Fridays to office the place I must go
To receive a packet of wages so low
Of my week’s labor in fields afar
The cutting of canes is my own little war.

The above poem helps to contextualise the hardships of canecutters, and provide glimpses into their lives then. Indeed, working conditions have changed, yet sugar workers continue to struggle to maintain their families on subsistence wages. So, it is commendable that today’s workers, with GAWU’s representation – through the current compensation agreement with GuySuCo – can realize increases in wages that enable them to improve their standards of living.
It is also commendable that the Government and President Ali acknowledge and support the crucial contributions of sugar workers to the national economy – workers whose strenuous labour once proved to be the economic backbone of the country, and for whom living wages are long overdue.

Regards,
Narayan Persaud,
PhD
Professor Emeritus