Hiraeth

Home, they say, is a wonderful place
The warmth, the love, and the sweetness
Never-ending streams of laughter engulf you
All of ‘us’ stay together. How peaceful

But, it’s all an illusion
An unending illusion
War, disease, terror, and a myriad of problems
Is the only  truth that remains

Burning, everything’s burning
Houses, stables, farmlands
All of it explodes like a volcano
It’s not ‘warm’, it’s scorching hot
We can’t breath

All that was dear, has been lost
But all is not lost
The land we belonged to
Has been caught in flames

The place, the land, the rivers
Not important. It never was
It’s about our people
And what they want

 

Picture Courtesy: Pinterest

 

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