Wednesday, July 17, 2019

Emigrant's Lament


Sometimes my bones ache for home.

Not my heart,
Most everyone I love is here now,
This is where my joy is,
This is where my peace is,

But sometimes my bones ache for home.

A sudden pang,
A remembrance,
The way the ground felt,
The sky looked,
The air smelled,

Sometimes my bones ache for home.

My body is here,
But I’m out of sync,
Offbeat,
Ill-fitted and uncomfortable,
Spinning in the wrong place.
Standing under the wrong patch on Sun,

Sometimes my bones ache for home.

My brain tells me to forget it,
The place I'm thinking of,
The land I'm longing for,
Doesn’t exist outside of memory,
Reality and time have altered it,
I wouldn’t even recognise it anymore,

Still...

Sometimes my bones ache for home.

Not always,
Sometimes only briefly,
But from time to time,
Even after all these years,

My bones still ache for home.

So I fear, 
No matter how much time passes,
No matter how much I embrace my new life,
My new land,
My new, 
Home...

Now,
Forevermore,
And even in death,

My bones will ache for home

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