Death Camps


In the newspaper today,
words that jumped out,
is written here,
so as not to forget.

Death camps unearthed
at jungle sites,
gruesome discovery,
left to die.

Decomposing corpse,
decomposed body,
body parts,
horrors unearthed.

Mass graves,
empty cages,
their story of horror.

People smugglers,
human trafficking,
smuggled migrants,
human traffickers.

Inhuman acts,
heinous acts,
innocents killed,

Boatloads rescued,
rescued Rohingyas,
rescued Bangladeshi,
temporary camps.

Temporary shelter,
emergency centres,
immigration depots,
detention camps.

Temporary solutions,
human rights champions,
humanitarian policies.


By C.E. Pereira


Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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