Just hard life
bitter strife
Selling balloons
not playing with them
driving carts
of ice-cream sticks
not tasting them
wiping the screens
breaking the stones
picking the cocoa beans
not eating the chocolates
facing snubs
and harsh looks
no pen to write
no bags, no books
dreamy eyes
vacant stares
wishful thoughts
feet bare
I hear Blake
speaking pity
from heart's core
just take care
lest you should drive
an angel from your door!
Our children should be in school learning instead of working Child labor should not exist. excellent Shahzia
It is unfortunate that at a tender age, children are forced to become bread winners of the family! It is even shattering to see children slogging like slaves and being mercilessly treated by their heartless employers! What they get may be just a square meal....! ! Reacting to such crippling practices should be the self undertaken task of a civilized society! Good job Shahzia!
What great wasted talent. Nice attempt to bring a change. Thank you.
Respond against the social evils is the duty of a writer.But alas most of them only see dreams and imaginations.How to change this world, that may be the motto, at least with some of their writings.Congrats Shahai, this poem carries a good message against child labor.jk
Child is the father of man, the famous line by William Wordsworth. This line is highly symbolic. Every child has the right to enjoy his childhood but some children are forcefully put to work. This is a remarkable poem with a strong loud message. So inspirational! ! ! Thanx for sharing! ! !
I know this feeling, but when I was hungry and there was no bread I never had feeling to have some, because nobody had in my neighborhood. And now I do not wish anything what other people have, but God gave me everything what I need now, why I am grateful every second.
A wonderful poem Shahzia, we never know who we meet, they could be angels.
Wonderful Shazia. Such themes not every poet would like to explore, keep it up!
a burning problem of this civilised era. if we see 100 yrs back we dont find so much.grt write. my poem Hotel boy concern with the same topic. thnx for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
child labour is one of the hardest reality that is still practised all over the world....this poem seems like an eye opener that atleast one of us can save a child doing labour and bring him into horizons of knowledge, games, care and all..regards shahzia