Child Labor Poem by Kavitha Krishnamurthy

Hopeful eyes, pretty smile
Soft hands, million dreams
Isn't the identity of a child?
Then why do I see
Drowsy eyes, timid smile
Rough hands and shattered dreams

Deprived of their childhood
Crumpled by the workload
Burdened with responsibility
In such a small age
If they lose these wonderful days
Would it come back again?

There is so much to learn
So much to accomplish
Not being given enough chance
Fight for a cause
Raise your voice
Exterminate child labor

Do justice to them
Bring back their smile
Bless the million hearts