Anjali - A Poem on Poverty and Labour

There is some serious angst behind the condition of the poem but I liked the poem. It's a poem she wrote as part of the assignment at school on poverty and labour.

So here goes young poetess.

"I am a young child 
Who works at a tea stall
All dreams are vanquished
Like going to a mall

I don't want to do this
Oh no, no, no
We don't have food
We children cannot grow

To provide for the family
We all have jobs
We don't go to school
Along with the mob

If we were provided for
With money and education
My family wouldn't die
With starvation."
- Anjali Paruvu