Child Labor

We have faltered since the beginning of time. Mortals have always gotten out of line. Defiant roads were never hard to find. Quickly, ours became a life of crime. This crime goes unpunished as we sip wine. We teach kids 'abuse' by abusing them. That is when lights in their eyes start to dim. Food seeds were planted and then harvested. Child labor flourished and none protested. Beans, corn, cotton, and hay were crops of choice. Laws did not protect kids who had no voice. I worked in ovens beneath canopy. Those wounds cut deep, requiring therapy. 081423PS