Deers in the rescue camp

In the name of rescuing us
From unseen dangers
You have driven us away from our green home.
Thanks for the safety of the wall
With massive locks for its gates
All what we can do
Is to pose for your eyes,
Your cruel eyes!

In the name of feeding us
With your limited rations
You have taken us away from our fresh leaves.
Thanks for the openness of the cell
With unbound sky as its roof
All what we have to do
Is to bake our bodies,
Our bare bodies!

In the name of saving us
From unseen marshes
You have chased us away from our sweet spring.
Thanks for the dryness of the floor
With hot earth under our feet
All what we can do
Is to parch our throats,
Our dying throats