Mae Sot Garbage Tip Toy-Land
Down in the dumps today
Children work not play
The flies have swarmed
A stench has formed
Seagulls cry all day.
Down in the dumps today
Maggots pulse and flay
It reeks to hell
Children become unwell
Amidst a haze of decay.
Down in the dumps today
Life’s turned ash grey
Some children are gone
But nobody mourns
When waste rots away.
Down in the dumps today
Children restocked and stay
Given sticks to dig
Scavenge like pigs
Toy-landfill of dismay.
Where snakes rats
and broken glass
torment kids to this day.
By
David Kavanagh
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2020
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