Give

I know

That I am

So Fucking

Lucky.

I have no fears

Of coming home

To fists and belts

To bruises and welts

 And tongues

Sharp as knives, and just as cold.

No fears of hunger

Or war,

Or leaving all I have ever known behind

To face life in a dangerous new place,

Alone.

I know I am loved

And I know when I wake up tomorrow

There will be food, and water, and sunshine

And books to read

And knowledge to gain.

I know my future. I know I have one

And I believe in hope.

To change the world

I would give everyone

The part of myself,

Of my life,

That they need most

Be it a warm bed,

Or loving parents

Or safety

Or good health

Or faith

In tomorrow’s sunrise.

Maybe then

I’ll see more smiles

Walking down the street.

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