I'M So Lucky Poem by Gregory Huyette

I'm not hungry or afraid and I can be me
Since I live in a country where all are free.
The cost of this freedom has always been why
Independence has depended on many who die…

Who die in defense of inalienable rights
So all may sleep soundly through peaceful nights.
I can complain about things I think are wrong
With no worry that police will be coming along.

Costs of living in America are increasingly high,
But in other places costs of living will make you cry.
By speaking your mind you pay with sweat and blood.
Your cardboard shack disappears in torrents of mud.

Never enough food to eat or fresh water to drink;
Rotting remains engorge air with an insufferable stink.
So little chance to learn and improve a meager life
As the battle to keep alive loses to poverty's strife.

Luckily, this isn't my world but often I act as if it were
Attending to insignificants in a country rich and sure.
I must always remember… and remember with pride
That things uniting us far outnumber those that divide.