In my world my loved ones are on a “disappeared” list
And hearts turn hard like brass-knuckled fists
In my world tears are shed hidden in silence
And a man is measured by a record of violence
In my world a prohibition is placed on acts of love
On telling a woman she’s beautiful
Most times even on a hug
In my world if a man forgets to never lose hope
He’s often found dead hanging from a rope
In my world the only oceans or rivers I see
Are the ones I read about or see on TV
In my world beautiful nature that can nurture & heal
Has all been replaced with a clear view to kill
In my world time is a double-edged blade
We pray for it to pass
As it slowly slips away