Ravi Sathasivam

Save Our Children From Slavery...

Poem by Ravi Sathasivam

Our beautiful children are forced to hard
labor by some of the evil people on earth
And they kill their soul.
Those little hands are holding hard tools
instead of holding school books
Those little hands are touching dirty sand
instead of their mother's hands
They listen to their evil men called masters
instead of their school teachers
Struggling for their bread at infant stage
instead for the struggling for their career
Mothers are crying for their children
and want to save them from their darkness of future
Many years have been passed
but not single year has been cared for them
Because of our careless leadership
our children are still living in slavery
Let us join together and save our
little children from the hell of slavery.

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  • Seema Chowdhury (9/16/2008 1:28:00 AM)

    a very nice and touchy poem. and full of bitter realities of life.... poverty(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 18, 2004

Poem Edited: Friday, April 9, 2010