The rumbling trucks roared along,
The silence of the night drowning it out.
The bodies moved in closer together,
The warmth betwixt they didn’t want to lose out.
The eldest had just laid her head down,
When the youngest started bawling again.
As the cries started waking everyone around,
They looked down upon her with disdain.
They called this city the place of dreams,
Where stories were of rags to riches.
But all she’d done in the past two years was,
Beg and plead on the beaches.
The night was all she knew that was hers,
Her dreams an escape from reality.
Desires were something she learnt not,
It was difficult to even find someone to pity.
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