Treasure Island

Bireswar Halder


A Bonded Labour


Ah, this life, a bonded labour!
Bogged down by this deadly employer.
I am buried in my sweaty bones day and night
Alas! When will there be a relief from the plight?

My voice stilled in fear of whip.
I am helpless and silently weep.
Left emaciated with stale food
I bear the whip of this stone-heart so rude

Engaged as maid being teenaged girl,
With a smiling face I am to serve all
No sympathy from anywhere for this orphan,
Don't know when will be the salvation.

Dear mom, I am alone on this earth,
Why did you sell me after my birth?
For whom I am to suffer this tyranny
My employer, mom you or my destiny?

Submitted: Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, July 04, 2012

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  • Karen Sinclair (7/4/2012 2:45:00 AM)

    An upsetting piece which had me wondering if it is a personal write or one which champions the plight of children world wide... not asking for an answer, just placing my reaction to this piece...tyvm karen (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (7/4/2012 2:41:00 AM)

    I m helpless my dear poet Bireswar, Congratulation.
    I invite you to read my poem and comment.
    Yours
    Gajanan Mishra (Report) Reply

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