Poet of the Month- Shamim Rahman


Shamim Rahman

Acrostic poem

Children were forced to work each day

How can I support my family with such little pay?

I try to work hard, but I’m becoming very weak

Lowering my hours of work is all I seek

Dying slowly while I work in the same spot


Locked in a room which is dry and burning hot

All most dying trying to fix the machine

Broken and missing limbs is all I have left

Ongoing and strong I’m just trying to look past it

Reaching for a glimpse of hope, but I can’t seem to grasp it