Camps Poems - Poems about Camps

Event: Anglo-Boer War 1899–1902—Measles epidemic in the concentration camps. In the voice of: Sannie Botha (a survivor). Jan’s cough kept me awake all through the night. The children are all coughing in the night; the fevers gave us all a mighty fright. The red, now itchy, spots on body parts; “Oh! Son Jan, don’t you scratch the itchy parts, as scabs and...

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And then all of a sudden I was in a mysterious world, A woman here shelling peas, for they have no rights to be wasted Being ignored in her shop, they were two days older She had more of the new arrivals but then she has got the power, that to know both the peas were same inside...

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You all pray for yourselves ah now it matters who, pray tell cares about the children in camps you empty prisons yet fear the little children more than any virus moral decay ...

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The Lover's Rendezvous The wicked sense of a complete lack of control has always led mankind down roads nobody knows Until it unfolds Until the Devil takes hold Until the bodies get dumped in a hole and the shrieking grandmothers, whom...

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Plants in camps can be very disguised. Allowing infiltration through buds, leaves and stem. If one is having a cup of tea with a dandelion watch for remarks made. It is going to be a vast national weeding project. The directional flow from those inner places are not a marvel or a blessing. Blessings are...

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