Child Slavery Poem by Abderrahmane Dakir

Child Slavery

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His father left the family,
His mother sold him to a factory.

He didn't have a chance to go to school,
He didn't have time to see the swimming pool.

He works twelve hours a day,
He eats just bare bread as clay.

He is afraid to make a mistake,
He was beaten to stay up awake.

The factory owner loves child labor,
Because the child is blessed and gives the favor.

The rights of the child are forgotten in dominant industry,
Only the slave feels the tragedy of the slavery in our century.

We have to offer him a full scholarship,
For sailing together in the freedom ship.

Child Slavery
Monday, March 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: child,family,slave,slavery
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 03 April 2016

A powerful message and a wonderful poem.

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Abderrahmane Dakir 04 April 2016

Thank you Mr. Akhtar Jawad for this wonderful comment.

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Clarence Prince 21 March 2016

Child labour is wrong, and not going to school is even worse!

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Abderrahmane Dakir 02 April 2016

Thank you Clarence Prince for reading.

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