Crackers bursting with intense clamor
Charkas revolving with graceful glamour
Streets wrapped with advertising banners
Showing diwali is around the corner
Flower pots giving birth to new stars
And exploding bombs declaring friendly wars
Children dressed in their new attire
And their amusement never seem to retire
They the offspring’s of rich bucks
But the child labours of no luck
Are miles away from the smiles of fortune
Smiling a while, while they are
A mile away from smile
Risking their life and childhood
To give their share of wood
For the food to steam
In their poverty ridden realm
Like logs in fire, these kids
Smolder in cruelty of society
These innocent prats play no games
Hating their fate for our botch
For the fire to quench in their pauch
To change their fate
Stop buying crackers
From industries employing child labours
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