Trapped Child

Cute face, so nice like pardise     

Pale looks, untrimmed hair locks.  

Cheeks so dusty appears nasty.   

Clothes torn into itsy bitsy.       

Listless gaze helpless stage      

Earnest looks at school      

Everyone inside so cool          

Ragbag clings on the shoulder.    

The  child looks so older          

Picking up garbage.              

That is an important baggage.

Alas, O Child you have stopped    

Stopped being a child           

Many welfare measures        

Launched by administrators       

Never reach to you for ages passing and passing for ages.    

 

The word child labour is annoying. 

Keeps many activists worrying.   

I wonder if ther is any remedy.     

For this age long tragedy        

Wishing things would get better,   

If not today then a bit later.