Poems    
Child Labor

Many Children have smiling faces,
And fun many a time,
But there are some children
Who never even have enough to dine.

They have to work all day
To earn their daily pay.
Some of them do cleaning and
Some of them do weaving,
But still it's difficult for them
To eke out a decent living.

Why can't these children smile and enjoy if we can?
Only because they are the children of some poor man.
Why do they have to bear their master's rod?
Is it because they are children of a lesser god.

Please stop this child labor,
No more mournful sighs
But only innocent faces
With happy smiles and sparkling eyes.

– Anuja Chandan (13 years)
December 22, 2002

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