Thursday, August 11, 2011

i am ....introduction

I Am

I am sharp and focused
I wonder what the camera really sees
I hear the buzzing bee
I see flowers in early morning light
I want to stop time in a box
I am sharp and focused

I pretend to be a statue
I feel the shakes inside
I touch the shutter button
I worry about the blurry result
I cry that the moment has forever passed
I am sharp and focused

I understand moments in time
I say let's freeze them forever
I dream of watercolor effects coming to life
I try to see all the soft muted edges
I hope it happens someday
I am sharp and focused

child labour poem

A child's cry

Papa ,papa I want to go to school,

Papa said Shut up your mouth you little fool,

Now go to work with your lunch and tool,

Before the sun melts the dawns cool.



So I start my lonely walk,

Keeping my thoughts private with no one to talk

I can hear the song of the skylark,

As I gaze longingly at the childrens Park

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After my long stroll, I reach the mine,

Where I have to work till nine,

I pretend everything is fine,

And start to work, Otherwise I wont have anything to dine.

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My heart is broken, because my friend Ted is dead,

Some say it was because he inhaled poisonous lead

Whatever it is, his face was red,

And he fell sick and died in bed.



This job in mine is worst I hate,

My mother says Dear Tom, this is our fate

My Father says go to work, if you want a full plate.

I'm sure Ill fall sick and die, if I work at this rate.



My greatest dream is to learn,

And to get a job by it and earn,

When I see other school going boys,My heart burns,

With desire to study, alas my heart can only yearn.