Escape

Enwreathed along with dirt debris and darkness 

Wrapped with alacrity and stillness

Under the described cerulean blues 

Woeful denigration without clues

Strained to work without proper hygiene

Arcane deep emotions lying at the scene 

Abjured from availing clean lavatory 

Remonstrated efforts had been dilatory

Feeding on filthy areas without sanitation

The world of laborers proceed without civilization

Accepting through abnegation in equanimity

The callous judgment doesn't match sublimity

The enervated women are forced into silence 

With the greed of self complacence 

Violence has become an inveterate part

In the absence of equality from the start

Being employed with low wage 

We neither fable nor rage 

Along with this disparate state of oblivion 

We beg for better condition staring the Orion!