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Child Labor
I wonder, sitting in the corner, mulling over the child cleaning tabletop for the owner; Owner of the shop where i am drinking tea, And feeling sad about the boy's plea. I rose from my seat- Moving ahead with trembling feet. Then offered him a piece of cake, Which he took gloomily and mutely ate. As if his eyes questioning me: “Could this piece of cake, Change my unfortunate fate? Is this really the ending of my all work and toil? Will I be able to play like other (children) on the same soil?” I could feel his desire’s ocean, I was moved by his seamless notions. I wish I could write sweet memories on his life’s pages, Wish I could free him from entanglements, the bondages. How he desired of getting freedom from his master’s rule: And how he must be longing to go to school!! Desire that I could stop his sufferings, agony and pain, Could lessen his grief, could save his life passing in vain. Every child hath the privileges to live thou childhood the ingenuous way:- But the innumerable innocent questions remain unanswered. Undiscovered – the child’s mind so curious, Alas! The vice of old brains created child labor: The unjust thought itself makes me so furious.
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