The Life And Times.

Saturday, 8 December 2012

My Own Strange Land.

A stranger in my own land
A force that holds no sway
Am I to be like shifting sand
And change so I may stay?.

What rights I had now silenced
My voice a whimper too
Now threatened with a violence
That shouts right back at you

A stranger in my own land
The emptiness I feel
My destiny in strange hands
Without the chance to heal

Stark wilderness a void as such
No place that i call home
Behind a fence devoid of touch
Forever must I roam.





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