We Are Tired Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

We are tired

"We are freezing we are freezing"
Young man told while chasing
Cold in refugee's camp with deep anguish
Life, if so, may perish at any time

The temperature is below point
There is pin in joints
Old people meet with starvation
And you need more ration in cold region

The life is worst
Still refugees trust
The good old days may return
They will then turn to their motherland

The food is in short supply
But no scarcity condition apply
The charity work is satisfactory
But economic hardship is so much for host country

We need peaceful stay
The strength is drawn away
We are tired just awaiting return
The death is knocking us with lots of concern