Safe And Secure Poem by Patti Masterman

It's alright; here is not where the murders happened;
Here was not blood spilled flagrantly on stones-
The jail cells are not visible from here,
The rebellion can't be heard from this far away:
Lock the gates safely now; locked away..

No one would dare molest us here,
We've blocked the whole world out
And only permitted the beautiful things entrance-
And some day, somehow we will figure out
How to cure the impotence of still being alive..