No one leaves home unless home chases
With fire under your feet,
hot blood in your belly,
It’s not something I ever thought of
Until the blade of hate burnt threats into
my neck;
No one leaves home unless
home turns to be the mouth of a shark.

You only run for the safety,
when you see the whole clan running after you,
With murderous weapons in their blood hungry hands,
Breath bloody in their throats,
The small boy you sent to school with
a kiss every morning,
Now swears that you are the demon that keeps haunting his mother;
you only leave home,
when home won’t let you stay.
No one leaves home unless home chases
you away!

You have to understand,
that no one puts his children in a boat that is likely to sink,
unless the water is safer than the land,
And that boat is only meant to take them,
To more prosperous lands of their future; unless the miles sailed,
means something more than journey.

How do you stomach the foul words,
the dirty looks,
That roll off you back,
As you close shut the door that held your love forever?
Maybe because the blow of mugger is softer,
than a limb torn off by people you once called family,
or the words are more painful to hear,
than fourteen men squeezing the balls between your legs,
or the insults are hard to swallow than rubble,
than dry bones,
that tear apart your old body
in pieces.

I’d want to go back home,
but home is the mouth of a shark,
home is the barrel of the gun,
and no one would leave home,
unless home chased you to the shore,
To sail away into troubled seas,
That now seem safer than home,
unless home told you to quicken your legs,
leaving your clothes behind,
To crawl through the desert,
wade through the oceans,
And drown as a peaceful man.
be hungry in foreign lands,
forget your own pride
‘Cos your survival is more important.

No one leaves home until home is a sweaty angry face,
with a murderous nagging voice in your ear saying-
run away from me now!

I dont know what i’ve become
but i know that anywhere else that I ever called home,
It is safer here in this shack,
That I now call my home.

Just some random thoughts that came to my mind….©Profarms’ Random Thoughts®