Camped Concentration
The camped Concentration -
Like fare of War -
Is silently raging
From door unto door,
And entering destinies,
Breaking the locks,
It hides under Rest-in-Peace -
One that evokes…
Invisible Commandants -
Dogs and the Guards -
From towers office run,
Given the charts,
Permitting restrictions,
Contacts isolate,
And governing Regions,
Free communicate…
The Culture's Demand's
Psychologically high
And Camp-Concentrants
For allegiance apply,
And each one is known
Who commonly dwells:
So pleasant became now
Both Numbers and Cells! ..
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