Shield my eyes,
mute my voice,
walk through life
with no choice.
Missing home
though still there,
this new world
seems unfair.
People seem
extra cold,
many try
to fit molds.
Inventing
quiet rules,
silent thoughts
can feel cruel.
Draw my light
from inside,
spread kindness
out world wide.
Wear a smile
on my face,
replicates,
fills with grace.
Look around,
sing and walk,
positive
when I talk.
Inner love
soon reflects,
all the joy
I project.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy