In The Refugees Camp Poem by Akshay Srinivasan

In the dark the chamber stood
where goblin like children begged for food
where people stood half nude
for the waters which rushed in were also crude

Animals didn't have their lives to brude
people fighting for their daily stew
for the stocks were only few
for the rich who rushed in were also crude

they cried and slept with the dead
with whom they also lived and fed
and none of them stood stead
so they joined those who led