I had no rights
As I sat under a tree on day
A man offered me sweets and
Took me away.
In a cupboard I was locked
It seemed forever the light blocked.
I had to work day and night
We couldn't out up a fight.
I didn't have no food
When the man was in a mood.
Two years went past and I didn't see
Any of my family.
We didn't play and didn't talk
Some children couldn't even walk.
If we were ill, some would die
Then I would cry.
The Police arrived and set us free
So I could go back and sit under
My tree.
Conor MacDonald
Student,Knights Enham JuniorSchool
From the CBU Children's Rights Center
