Thursday, February 14, 2008

Home... No more

Exiled to exist in wilderness
Else to be found and killed
Cause I don’t speak the language

I may feel belonged and abode
But they can….

At any point in time
Term me an outsider
To be found and killed

Or to exist nowhere
Almost... or roam as an expatriate

Cause I can’t go back
To the place
From where my ancestors came

To the place which was
My home... but no more….

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