I am free
I wonder about those who live in fear
I hear about the exploited children
I want so badly to unveil the women
I am free
I pretend everyone experiences these privileges
I feel a revolting sickness in response to media
I touch my skin and I am thankful
I worry that persecution will go on without end
I cry at my own idleness
I am free
I understand pain
I say I will help; that I will make the change
I dream of heaven on earth - coexistence and camaraderie
I try to contemplate the difference between their life and mine
I am free
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