Not as my home
Only a place to visit.
I am a lonely tourist
On a strange world.
I know my origin
But since I have
Neither kinsman
Loved one
Or friend
With which to travel
I want only to return home.
Soon those of this world
Will themselves destroy
They wish not to learn.
In their arrogance
In their pride
They believe they know
All.
On a path of destruction
They travel
Believing
All is well!
Or
That someone will render salvation
From themselves.
Sadness
Sorrow
Pain
Suffering
Death
Are the rulers of this world.
To my origin I wish to return.
Written and Copyrighted by
K. William Spencer
August 2010
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