You want to give him a home but not me?
Why?
Is it because he is blonde and blue eyed?
You feel his pain and not mine?
Why?
Because he is white and resembles you?
He has suffered pain and injustice you say
But so have I and for much longer
You say you care about human suffering so why ignore mine?
Am I not human?
What is Home?
Home is safety
Home is freedom
Home is peace
Home is tranquility
Home is my safe space
Home is rest and relaxation
Home is office and work
Home is peace from a turbulent World
Home is reflection
Home is what I want it to be
Most of all Home is me
What is behind the smile?
Behind the smile there is pain
Behind the smile one finds struggle
Behind the smile there are issues
Do not assume anothers life is wonderful simply because it appears so
We are all on the same journey; one that brings with it hardship and pain
The smile can lie, deceive and mislead
But keep smiling because misery brings with it its own woes
I seek and I search
But I don’t find
Why this longing?
What am I searching for?
Is it eternal or temporal?
Are the answers within or without?
The search is at once both fascinating and interminable
Perhaps one day this longing will come to an end?
Surely it has too?
Or does it?
