Where is Home?

Upon a mountaintop so high

where crested eagles soar and fly,

we shall build a house of clay

that no amount of wind could sway.

But thunder cracks and rubble falls;

what good���s a house without four walls?


I���ll look upon your eyes in plea ���

Where is home?


In oceans vast and stalwart blue

where everything feels fresh and new,

we could dive into the depths so deep

that no one but the great whales sleep.

But void of common scales and fins,

we���re doomed by curse of human skins.


I���ll look upon your eyes in plea ���

Where is home?


Fires rage and villains chase;

we tell ourselves we���ll win this race

but still the floods and quakes and rules

chase away these hapless fools,

blinded by cement and brick;

a smoke and mirror worthy trick.


If only I had strength to see ���

Home is by my side.


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Published on November 29, 2014 07:12
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