June 12: World Day against Child Labour

I build my house with the bricks you make.

I eat food in the dishes you clean.

I know the world through the newspaper you deliver.

I flaunt myself in the clothes you iron.

I go to hotels where you clean the tables.

I buy any vehicle knowing you can repair them all.

I stop at signals only to find you begging.

I vanquish darkness with the matchsticks you gave.

I bat an eyelid and off you go, trafficked.

Come every June 12, it is the day to abolish you.

Will you make me one more cracker so that I can celebrate the occasion?