Child Labor And Some Words... Poem by kafil uddin raihan.

While they were about to play,
Then they are struggling with life,
The soft hands are turning to farm,
They Think of the ways to earn,
In stead of reading rhymes, fairy tales.
The youthful minds are sacrificing joys,
Dreams and all cheers of living,
For having foods for hanger,
We have set out these children,
To seek their own fate with sweats,
The little faces are so dry,
Forget to laugh innocently,
As they have seen a lots,
But do they suppose to do these?
Who cares of these, Who?
We need money, we need power,
No matters how these come to us,
For these we are damn care,
To sell their childhood to reality,
What if we compare them,
With our lovely children,
Can we let our own children,
To do such hard labor to seek food?
To survive in this hardcore reality?
It is the time to ask ourself,
To make a decisions about child labor,
Please brothers and sisters,
Save our soul mates and stop this,
Or we will be cursed forever....