The Camp: A Bad Place To Live? - Poetry by Md Ares

In camp,
Shelters are made with bamboos
Covered with plastic.

No ceiling to protect cosmic rays
No holes to access air.

No school to learn;
No fields to play.

No books to read;
No grantee and warranty to rescue.

No sufficient place to sleep;
No studio to study.

No safety,
No protection.

No leader,
To wipe tears.

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