Tuesday, 6 October 2015

In search of home

None warned when the bombs fell
Wiping out all without a trace
As clouds of fury raged above
As our homes stood completely erased

The crimson flashed across the sky
The earth drenched in morose rain
Summer gone but Winter not
The weather set out to play rogue again

A thousand days, a thousand nights
The face of family to me unknown
I had tended, I had cared for some
And now I faltered all alone

Peace played cross and eluded me
My senses jabbed by wailing screams
In fervent prayer to the skies
I prayed our souls be redeemed

But the skies chose to spare us not
Thundering down upon our heads
Our homes lost to flood and war
With nothing but to press on ahead

We met suspicions and pity in some
Judged by the rags we wore
Where did we hail from, why had we come
Refugees with nothing but trouble in store

We were proud once and begged not for coin
Proud of virtue against our vice
And now we fought over little food
Like a savage horde of petty mice

Our hosts weary, we moved on north
To places far and unknown
Through barren lands beckoning us
In search of what we called Home

We found it not but winter struck
The cold down to our very bones
We longed for some human warmth
To melt our icy hearts turned stone

Thousands fell to that Winter great
With fading strength I survived my fate

Mercy was all one could cry
As we battled through frozen states

 With everyone lost, I chose to fall
With everything lost, I awaited Death
Instead I woke to a Scarlet Rose
Burning with a warmth of furious Red

My body shuddered to life again
I knew not was this a sign
The Rose clutched tightly in my hand
As I took control of what was mine

And now as I stood awake
On a path that was my own
Renewed steps and hopes in me
Towards a place I can call my Home.

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