A Woman With Her Peas and Concentration Camps

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 as how they should be I need to take her, to a faraway land, once gone There were these captives,begging to get their pea of the day in a camp full of illusions And those melancholic eyes would really find what grateful is, if they happen to see her