Geetima Baruah Sarma

Rookie - 0 Points (April 26,1969 / Assam, India)

Child Labour - Poem by Geetima Baruah Sarma

Whoever he may be,
Tom, Dick or Harry,
Wretched poverty stares,
Sternly at his face,
Compelling him to toil,
With exertion and foil,
Losing childhood joy,
Discarding shame and coy,
Deprived of learning,
In course of earning,
To contribute for the family
And get rid of scarcity.
Little did he know,
The world thinks for him so,
Dedicating a day every year,
As World Day against child labour,
Observing it on June 12
By creating awareness and a wave,
To ban child labour
And protecting him forever.

[Published in the following:
(1) 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Saturday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 11 June 2011
(2) 'melange', the Sunday supplement of 'The Sentinel' on 26 June 2011]


Comments about Child Labour by Geetima Baruah Sarma

  • Veteran Poet - 1,453 Points Jesus James Llorico (10/16/2013 1:38:00 AM)

    A lovely verse about the rampant use of children
    as laborers. A reality in developing countries that
    must be stop. Truly a deep concern for the children
    of today. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 20, 2013


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