The cry of children

Prepared by: Sony Padikal. E-mail - sonypadikal@yahoo.com
The Cry of Children – poem
Prepared by: Sony Padikal
Email- sonypadikal @ yahoo.com

The Cry of Children..
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning
“For oh,” say the children,
“we are weary
And we cannot run or leap;

If we cared for any meadows,
It were merely
To drop down in them
and sleep..

Our knees tremble sorely
in the stooping,
We fall upon our faces, trying to go..

And underneath our heavy
eyelids drooping
The reddest flower would look
as pale as snow.

For, all day , we drag our burden tiring

Through the coal – dark
underground…

Or, all day we drive
The wheels or iron…

..all day we drive the wheels
Or iron in the factories
Round and round…

Dedicated to all those who lost their childhood
working in mines, factories, hotels, farming, fishing etc.,
and lost themselves in the world of cruelties……

The children who are working in the
mines, factories etc., say that they are tired and they
can’t run or jump like other children. Usually children
play in the meadows, but for the working children
meadow is the place to sleep. Their knees are painful
and they fall when they are trying to go forward. Their
eyes are drooping out of tiredness and even the red
flowers they feel like snow. All throughout the day
they drag their work burden which make them tired.
They drag the coal through the dark underground or
pull the coal and iron in the factories around the
world. The tiresome works continues…

Weary = tired and lost all the strength
Leap = jump
Meadows = land that is covered with grass
Drop down = to fall down
Merely = only
Tremble = shake
Sorely = painful
Underneath = below
Drooping = hanging downward
Pale = not bright
Drag = pull
Round and round = continuously

Thank you..

The cry of children

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