That Little Laborer
by Bipin Khatiwada
He is just eight.
Penniless pockets
Out of ragged shorts.
Mucus running from little nose.
That dirty yellow t-shirt
Worn for a year,
Not washed since then.
Strength of his sore shoulder,
Carries sacks of sand.
He sweats for food.
No house, no family.
A street urchin does not go to school,
But is beaten by his boss
For not coming to work on time.
His innocence can do nothing.
That little laborer.
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