PROJECT REBUILD


PREVIOUS TENANTS

Please

How can I survive? Could you

leave my shelter?


It's crowded,

no place to breathe

yet you pressure me,

for a loan,

for me to seed

your filthy government's lies,

abolishing my home,

no remorse--

tears in my eyes.


I can't tolerate

the vanished green,

you destroy my dream

for your good night sleep,

for your survival, not mine,

you kill my bloodline.


my survival,

my shelter,

no solution,

no equation,

you take away my crowdedness too;

my family to whom I am assigned.


How can I survive? Could you

please leave my shelter?

Sanah Bhatia

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