'Why Child Labour?'

So I question every person

Who makes a child to labor,

I question every parent

Whose child is a laborer and

not a student?

Why am I burdened by bricks and sands?

When I, at this age, am ought

To be burdened by books and bags.

Why am I made to beg

Around cars in busy streets and

Risky highways?

When I, at this age, am ought

To play with cars at my safe home.

Why am I taught to use

Sharp and edgy chisels and shovels?

When I, at this age, am ought

To be taught of writing with

Pens and pencils.

So I question every person

Who makes a child to labor,

I question every parent

Whose child is a laborer and

Not a student?

Why this injustice?

Why are we deprived,

Not merely of education,

But of our dreams?

Why this difference,

When we are all god's children?

Why oh why, child labor?