BAD CULTURE (I)
It feels strange to me
to see, culturally,
how so different it can be
depending on where I live.
Here, I'm free,
free to choose
who I want to be with,
who not,
but in other places,
it's not the same, I know a lot.
In other parts of this cruel world,
girls are married off
before they're grown,
just by parental command alone.
It's impossible to view
such cruelty anew
with 21st-century eyes
and give it one more try.
I don't have to work,
yet millions of children
are soldiers or forced
into labor so harsh,
they can't take any more.
I may be alright, but another "tomorrow"
in this world
is drowning in sorrow.
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