Priyanka Kumari
Child Labour
His childhood has been snatched away,
He works hard in factories
Begs on strict
Day and night
To earn money.

His eyes full of tears
Begs “help me out from this hell”
goes unseen.
His painful voices
“Ask for help”
Passes unheard
His heart silently “shouts”.
The age, which was meant to
study and play
Is working now
Like a salve.
The hands were meant to hold
Books and pens
Are holding hammer to cut rocks.
But the eyes still dream
To go to school, to be educated
To get a proper job
To be a successful person.
Now his sunken eyes are
Tired of crying,
Heart is sick of dying
Face lost the charm
The hand lost it softness
Became blister
While making stones from the rock.
He needs our support
To get educated
Just remember
You were a child once too
He deserves a childhood like us.
Let’s raise the voice against child labor,
Let’s unite to end child labor and child trafficking,
Let’s be the voice for the change and new beginning.