Silver Earrings

I've been dabbling in some poetry. So here's one poem that I wrote the other day.

My silver earrings

Don't wear gold

I thought They're poor in Guatemala.

Don't wear gold

It will get stolen

I thought.

I thought wrong.

My gold earrings would have been fine

The internet can make places sound scary

Guatemala has thieves

they said

and lots of violence.

They said wrong.

Any place is more than

what we hear

Our preconceptions

We try to protect

ourselves

But in the end

we are left with

silver earrings in Guatemala

when I really prefer gold.