Dear Theif
I can't wait for the day I can see you
Now I don't mean over zoom or facetime
But to start off
I am not blind
I feel like I have been robbed
This thief he stole everything
He stole what was not his
You might be thinking
“Well that's what robbers do”
Even though I believed this was somehow different
You see he came that Friday afternoon
He was just looking around trying to find something to do
Now schools are out and we were happy, maybe because we didn't fully understand that you were stealing more than just my education
You were stealing lives of innocent people that had so much more life left to live
Like I said I am not blind but you have taken what I thought would always be mine
1. My eyes
My eyes have seen beyond these four walls yet you lock me in this cage and push my loved ones away
I guess I thought I lived in a world where my horizons were endless but if I am being honest my horizon ends right at the door because we can’t even go outside anymore
It's too dangerous they say
Not just for you but for everyone around you
Now I don’t about you but I don't want to live in a world that feels like a ticking time bomb
My life is not a game and I prefer to not play it like one
I wanna go out and see the world
But night skies and fireflies are not as beautiful through a camera lens
I haven't even gotten to see my friends
2.Feel
Six feet apart at all times
You get in the store and come right out
Don't stop and talk and don't you forget six feet apart
That is the rule
We talked about these metaphorical masks in class
How people use them to hide their feelings
But in these times it's so easy to just pull out a mask because now we don’t have to fake a smile, no ones going to see it anyway
Right?
We keep put heads down anywhere we go
But its its difference you see because no one will ask if your okay because heaven forbid we break the six feet rule to help someone in need
You know a mask use to symbolize a gang or hide who you really are
And everywhere I look I see mask after mask
Because this Thief stole out Identities
I feel my identity changes everyday as I am being locked away
This thief stole more than just who you are he stole the world we live in and the people we love
Sometimes I feel it’s better to have never felt or seen then to have done it all.
Dear Thief,
Are you happy you won?
You have taken us hostage
And some of us are done
I can’t wear a mask everyday pretending it’s all okay
Because now your not just a thief
But a murder of the human race
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