a place like home .. ?

  In a world where money matters and brains shatter freedom is too hard if not impossible to attain,
In a world where people die out of disparity it gets hard at night to even inhale,
In a world where weapons are some people’s only method of surviving it gets painful for kids to play a game, When rights of living are deprived and restricted and shackled; when we know we can never matter we seek a place within our hearts only to feel a mold of somewhere shallow that was never there,
Only in a world of utter confusion a preacher tells us to leave is to never gain.,
Only in a place where birds cant sing and people cant talk do we find plans never touched rested aside somewhere dusty in our brains ….