Born Labor Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
Born Labor
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Born labor
Spectacles hide most of Eyes,
Lowered on books are Heads.
Tables covered by the gadgets
This is exam time's libraries
Worries are hovering clouds
Hope is flames in the winds
Tear the best ever, medicine
So is university's atmosphere
And all is for the sake of job
To turn into some employee
Bravo ‘child labor' same end.
Friday, December 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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9/22/2024 10:22:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The situation of a student has been captured on a realistic ground. Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem.