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sushil kumar gochhayat

Abstract Tragedy

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sushil kumar gochhayat

Abstract Tragedy

Child Labor

Child Labor

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 child   money   labor 

Looking at the fingers,

When the mother drops tears,

The fatherless truants 

Turned into colliers embrace her saying,


'We have to fight,

We have to earn bread,

We have to get our sister married,

We have to unite,

Else cruel society wouldn't spare us from the rules of child labor.'



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