I want to tell a story
But its not interesting
Still I have to
As many hopes are resting
For us to understand
The pain they feel
Children they are
Not commodities, for deal
At the age of playing
They are sent to the mill
And are forced to work
Against their will
Not able to move
They are tired to the dead
Still they work
Fatigue tiring them to shreds
Do you not feel
Listening to all this
That instead of pain
They deserve thy bliss
So lets wake up
And take a vow
To find a way out
Which could help somehow
To end thy crime
And help them out
As they are the seeds of future
Which are yet to sprout...
Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 6:55 PM UTC
I want to tell a story
But its not interesting
Still I have to
As many hopes are resting
For us to understand
The pain they feel
Children they are
Not commodities, for deal
At the age of playing
They are sent to the mill
And are forced to work
Against their will
Not able to move
They are tired to the dead
Still they work
Fatigue tiring them to shreds
Do you not feel
Listening to all this
That instead of pain
They deserve thy bliss
So lets wake up
And take a vow
To find a way out
Which could help somehow
To end thy crime
And help them out
As they are the seeds of future
Which are yet to sprout...
In context to CHILD LABOR