Ravi Sathasivam

They Are Refugees In Their Own Country.....

Poem by Ravi Sathasivam

No land for them to go. No body care them either
They are known as refugees in their own country
War brought uncertainity in their lives
and made them to live in refugee camps forever
They travel long distance along the road
with their hand cart of chattels
while their tears rolling over their eyes
Parents are thinking about their children's future
and children hate to see their parents suffering
Many years have been gone and nothing has been done
The war is still going on without any improvement
Because of our careless and adamant leadership
the innocent people are still living in refugee camp
They are victims of diseases, accidents, violence, poverty
kidnaps, rapes and cruelties towards humanity
Let us join together and save these innocent people
from the hands of uncivilized people on earth.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 18, 2004

Poem Edited: Friday, April 9, 2010