.5. Trouble At Mill Poem by David Threadgold

Children in their early years
Out working in the mill
A dirty face in raggy clothes
That won’t keep out the chill

Ran beneath the working looms
In danger every day
Slept upon the piles of rags
Had always been this way

The factory owners didn’t care
When another child got sick
They sent them from the work place
And got another quick

They were offered no protection
Many injured many died
The owners kept no records
When asked they simply lied

Till at last some folk took action
Child labour wasn’t right
Fought the mill and factory owners
And at last they won their fight


© 2008 David Threadgold
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