Child Labour
Why should we suffer? Why should we pay? Why should we do this everyday? We are tired of doing this everyday Stop child labour It’s like they don’t know how we feel Because our age doesn’t seem that real But we feel more pain than they do And for what they’re doing They should be sued We are sick of doing this everyday Stop child labour Our cuts and bruises aren’t healing As we do this day by day It’s like they feel, but have no feelings And aren’t bothered of what we have to say We are tired of doing this everyday Stop child labour They get paid with the tears we shed We get no love or a bed We need some help So someone help us please Help us get some dignity Have the courage to raise your voice To help those in need Those whose voices are so shattered And whose lungs cannot breathe We are sick of doing this everyday Stop child labour Our sunken eyes are tired of crying Our hearts are sick of dying Just remember You were a child once too We deserve a life A life where we have no work to do We are tired of doing this everyday Stop child labour So what we’re saying is not just noise If you had a heart You’d hear a voice And stop child labour BY-MEHREEN MUJEEB |
A child's cry
Papa ,papa I want to go to school, Papa said Shut up your mouth you little fool, Now go to work with your lunch and tool, Before the sun melts the dawns cool. So I start my lonely walk, Keeping my thoughts private with no one to talk I can hear the song of the skylark, As I gaze longingly at the childrens Park . After my long stroll, I reach the mine, Where I have to work till nine, I pretend everything is fine, Znd start to work, Otherwise I wont have anything to dine. . My heart is broken, because my friend Ted is dead, Some say it was because he inhaled poisonous lead Whatever it is, his face was red, And he fell sick and died in bed. This job in mine is worst I hate, My mother says Dear Tom, this is our fate My Father says go to work, if you want a full plate. I'm sure Ill fall sick and die, if I work at this rate. My greatest dream is to learn, And to get a job by it and earn, When I see other school going boys,My heart burns, With desire to study, alas my heart can only yearn. BY-IFMR |
Child Labour
A child, Whose childhood has been snatched away, Now works hard, day and night, To earn a meager pay. His eyes, Full of tears, beg “help me out!” Though he is quiet, His heart silently shouts. His tears go unseen, His voice passes unheard, He begs and he pleads, But all ignore his words. The hands, which were meant to study and play, Are working now, Laboring all day. Out his eyes look, With a dream to be free and fly, His hands, though bruised, But his hopes are still high. Every underprivileged child should be rescued, The laws relating to their rights need consideration, To build mightier countries, And make them stronger nations. BY- MAITREYEE DIXIT |
Child Labour
Social activists are going hoarse, And forcing people to take off goods from stores Made by child labour. I wonder if they are doing any favour. Has any body found answers? Have you found a sponsor? To help the poor who live below poverty line, Crying foul is all very fine, Who will provide them necessities? So they can live in dignity, Find a decent vocation, Food, shelter, clothing and education. It’s easy to cry foul, And from rooftops howl It’s against human rights, Without a clue about their plight. It’s a fundamental right, Though that has been a oversight. Ban child labour has become fashionable Making the employers accountable Yes we should check the exploitation, But what to do till we find a practical solution? BY- MAMTA AGARWAL |