Come, ArcelorMittal Board & Shareholders, Stay a While in Your Liberian Workers' Tents



Come, ArcelorMittal Board & Shareholders, Stay a While in Your Liberian Workers' Tents

Come, Lakshmi Mittal, step inside,
Trade your polished floors for dust so wide.
Aditya Mittal, feel the weight we bear,
As sickness lingers in the air.

Patricia Barbizet, would you lay your head,
Upon this broken twin-sized bed?
Karel de Gucht, would you close your eyes,
As restless nights steal peaceful skies?

Clarissa Lins, hear the whispers near,
Where mold and sorrow thrive in fear.
Vanisha Mittal Bhatia, do you understand,
How empty hands make fragile plans?

Etienne Schneider, will you drink the same,
The water tainted with neglect and shame?
Michel Wurth, feel the ache inside,
With no safe space to run or hide.

Karyn Ovelmen, would you stay a day?
Would you bear what we endure this way?

And to the shareholders, whose wealth expands,
Would you trade your riches for blistered hands?
BlackRock, Magallanes, Sparinvest, and more,
Step into this world, beyond your decor.

Lakshmi Mittal & Family, look and see,
How a tent becomes both cage and plea.
Would you rest with mosquitoes humming near,
Or wake to dust and endless fear?

Step inside, feel the pain,
Then tell us—would you leave it the same?


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