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Rated: E · Poetry · Satire · #2145806
A poem about children having to carry heavy load of bag to school.
Beast of Burden

Beast of burden everyone calls me,
It’s fine, I’ll let it be,
For I’m after all a donkey
And loads are not hauled by a monkey.

From the time I stood on my legs,
They loaded me with everything but eggs;
I’m old and now near blind,
Yet my master is very unkind,

He loads me till my legs tremble-
Yes, on me, who is very humble-
And drives me to the pond or the lake,
He doesn’t realize how I ache.

One day I found a boy young
With a huge bag on his back slung,
Walking alongside in pain
Resulting from physical strain;

The boy was bound for school,
It was nothing but cruel
To make the boy so young
To carry a bag that his back stung.

His load seemed as heavy as mine-
Alas! Too young for a boy of nine,
He was bent double by the weight
And he made a pitiable sight.

I had begun to believe in the thought
That carrying the burden was my lot
And I was the only one on the earth
To do so right from birth,

But all this changed in a while
When I heard the boy’s muffled wail,
I heard him cursing his fate
Which made him carry the weight.

I’m not the only one on the earth
To carry heavy loads from birth,
So why should I curse my lot
And make my blood boiling hot.

I pity the young child
Whose back to the weight did grudgingly yield
And made him much like me
A beast of burden to be.

Raghav R

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