sylvia spencer

Rookie - 0 Points (24 12 43 / woolwich london)

A Job For A Lad - Poem by sylvia spencer

There was once a familiar scene above the roof tops
where smoke ascended. With the darkness of the skyline and
the dense November fog, a day not passing by without being
sick or tormented. Chimney sweeps and many of them boys and
boys that never knew how to play with games and toys.
Up the Chimney with a brush in hand, banishing the soot that
choked the land. None schooling lads with no knowledge of books
with soot covered faces just neglecting their looks.
'A job for a lad with a strong back, sixpence a day to clear soot from the stack!
A boyhood dream to earn a bob a two, a paid adventure to climb up
the flue, and the thinner the child he became first in the queue.
A low paid job but that's not all, their growth was stunted and some
never grew at all. Legs with rickets and ever fading eye sight
and a lad without daylight lives a long lonesome night.
If a boy could work he was put to the test, with a slump in the
summer he was grateful of the rest. He had no time to watch
the flowers grow and he knew nothing of the seasons with their
rain and snow.
A small wooden coffin was so often placed in a grave, and in it
a lad who went for a job and became a slave.


Comments about A Job For A Lad by sylvia spencer

  • (10/31/2006 10:47:00 AM)

    Through the smog and the haze I see hope for better days, but let us not forget these
    precious Children who had so much hard-ship to endure
    Thankyou for this fine piece
    Love duncan X
    (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (10/27/2006 2:55:00 PM)

    Thank goodness those days have been done away with, and children cannot be used and abused this way any more. Well done piece Rose, to bring those children back to mind. (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (10/18/2006 9:00:00 PM)

    do they still do that? ...little boys? ...India has kids under 14 working and the govt has banned it recently...but free education does not quell hunger...they are back at the jobs as soon as the govt is lax...a sad story beautifully penned sylvia...love...nalini (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Ernestine Northover (10/18/2006 3:33:00 PM)

    Lovely story Sylvia, well put together. You might like to read one I wrote about a chimney sweep. It was called 'The Little Chimney Sweep'., funnily enough.! !
    It's a good subject to write about, one can be very pictorial.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
    (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (10/18/2006 12:51:00 PM)

    A powerful and evocative word picture of these children who had to live in darkness.
    For such small souls, I feel sure, the angels wept. Beautiful write, Sylvia.

    Love,

    Sandra
    (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (10/18/2006 11:11:00 AM)

    Awwww...sad, but true. I love the fact that you've brought us back in time. Thank you.
    Hugs,
    Dee
    (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 6 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


[Report Error]