The place I live in
The sky in the place where i live is blue, the bluest you have ever seen,
When it rains, it rains not buckets
but enough rain to last a life time.
When the sun shines, it is so strong we need special sun glasses to go out,
and when the wind blows, it blows so hard,
it takes us places
we don’t necessarily want to go to.
Our people are the nicest you will ever meet,
Our children are so lovely and sweet in their innocence.
The walls around the place I live in is so high
Nobody never managed to climb it to visit
or to get over to see what it looks like on the outside.
Clear imagery regarding the enjoyment of privilege and the loss of context that allows some to accept privilege as innate and normal without seeing the rest of the world’s situation.