Your Heaven, Their Hell

In your heaven, dinner is served.
In their hell, hunger pains keep them unnerved.
In your heaven, doors stay unlocked.
In their hell, boundaries are mocked.
In your heaven, a child runs free
In their hell, a caged bird dreams of a tree
In your heaven, the sky is clear
In their hell, bombs rain down on fear
In your heaven, your neighbor is like you
In their hell, prejudice and racism ring true
In your heaven, time is but time
In their hell, days are spent¬†avoiding death’s chime
In your heaven, life is but a dream
In their hell, struggle is the theme.
In your heaven, god is good
In their hell, why are their prayers misunderstood?

In your heaven, a blindfold is worn.
So not to see, it’s in their hell, where your heaven was born.