A message
To the ones high above,
who no longer tell the difference between hate and love,
I won’t let them make humanity stop,
I won’t let the world we know just drop.
This world we live in now feels torn apart,
far from the places that once had heart.
Where people are told to always bow down,
and silence is worn like a heavy crown.
To the people of the West, with lives so fast,
where even the good moments never seem to last
will you let your land be taken away,
while families fight just to stay?
Will you let your identity slowly fade,
just because fear is the price you paid?
Or will you stand, and finally see,
that losing yourself is never free?
R