Somebody's nightmare

I am a creature so easily influenced by my environment that one line in a book I'm reading let alone the world as it is today can give me horrible nightmares.

Imagine volunteering to go "south" to help out and finding yourself sleeping on a blue tarp with your child. No amount of readjusting can make it safe from the elephants who might step on you, or the people on the perimeter of the blue tarp, so you send your child home to your parents and continue on.

You find yourself in a huge metal hangar like building crammed with people and you excuse yourself to go find a bathroom. There are two small homes left that the hangar was built right over and the only bathrooms are supposed to be in there. Standing in line you wait for the guards, outfitted in full military uniforms, right down to metal helmets and carrying some kind of automatic rifle to let you in for your turn. The house is small, only a living room and kitchen, but it is filthy and practically destroyed. The bathroom toilet has been ripped out and you find it in the storage area off the kitchen, black with mold and filth and upside down. You go back to the guards and tell them there is no place to go in this house and one of them says, "So don't go lady." He shrugs and as you leave, people outside ask if you want, "a piece of food."  You try to imagine which one piece of food you might want, a roll, or something you don't recognize and shake your head no. Then you try to find your way back to where you began, all the time wondering where people here DO go to the bathroom. Do they pee on the walls of the house? Inside? Outside?

This was only a dream, but for so many people in today's world I am sure this sort of thing is a reality. Denied basic human things like bathrooms, safe places to sleep with their children, common courtesy they cannot simply wake up and find it all gone.