The Truth About Paradise
I used to think we lived in a world
With nothing at all to fear.
I used to believe we lived in a land
So perfectly crystal clear.
Away from sadness, away from anger,
Away from the clutches of hate.
I used to be full of innocence
Back when I was eight.
Now my best friends are both anorexic
And one's been raped four times.
And that girl who's aunt and uncle beat her?
She's a friend of mine.
I know a boy whose mother uses
His disabilities and disorders
To abuse him without touching him
In ways not against the law.
And his stepfather helps her do this to him
Because he's far too much in love
To realize that what they're doing
Is just morally wrong.
I have a friend who's terrified
For her father's life
Because she never knows when she'll find
That he's been killed in the strife.
It's a war of many, a war of hate,
And, sadly, for some people, fun,
And the only thing harder than being a soldier,
I've found, is loving one.
But no matter how many times people say
That they're glad there's only one war
There are many unacknowledged wars.
Just walk through your own front door.
I used to think our world was
A wonderful paradise.
Now I see that there's far too much
That's covered up in life.
Copyright © Maddie Tuning | Year Posted 2011
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