Child Labour
Child labour
He is just a boy
Not yet a man
She is just a girl
Not yet a woman
He need to grow with care
Not to trade on the street
She need grow with care
Not a prostitute on the street
He is too young to be a bread
Winner
She is too young to be send to
Marriage at age of 12
Why the hard cored on this
Innocent soul in places
Like boldly and clearly
Is much well seen on
The so called third world
Beyond the third world as well
As doe some profit while
The innocent grief
For as a slave is as
Child labour
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