This poem describes a classroom in a slum and the poor conditions faced by the students. It depicts the students as looking pale and gaunt, "like rootless weeds". While the classroom has pictures of faraway places on the walls, the students' futures are "painted with a fog" and limited to the narrow streets they live in. The poet calls for breaking open the windows and maps to show the children green fields and let their imaginations run freely through books, in order to improve their bleak circumstances.