The ramshackle called Home

Addicted to, all the highs from strife

The brief euphoria from endorphins of life

Reality, for him, is down below

A dumb, indecent, depressing freak-show

Of which he labels himself as not a part of

Although born thereof, forgetting his roots

He assaults his womb, leaves it in tears

With words, of folly and sometimes of truth

Without a speck of sympathy

Compassion, mercy, or even pity

The reality, of which he is no longer a part of

Is “disgusting, doomed, and a ramshackle”

and undeserving to host his dignified self,

he stays aloof, fearing he’ll get tainted

or jaded, infected, afflicted or contaminated,

by his reality, of which he has escaped

 

And to smother the ounce of guilt that prevails

Or pops out of nowhere, in his dreams perhaps

He forms a guild of people akin

And together, they fight this obscene thing

By hosting dinners and potluck parties

By denouncing their origins, in a competition-like setting

By reliving the struggle and how they overcame it

By laughing like lunatics in a drunken fit

 

But at some point, when the endorphins exhaust

His dominance in the pecking order is lost

While he quickly plunges into the chasm of his fears

it is only then when his loyalty reappears

He clutches to it for dear life

believing that his state of elation had never been

and that he had been tricked of his naiveté

that his senses may have been led astray

by the vulgar seduction prompted by human hunger

and finally, the need for endorphins are no longer

 

He wakes up to reality again, and reality takes him by warm embrace

Humbled by its grace, he pledges allegiance

His ramshackle pacifies his vehemence

But with one eye, still, always observant

For at this moment, he stays dormant, keen to grasp even an iota-

A smidgen of opportunity sees him spring right up into the clouds he fell from

Alas, that’s what we all foolishly do

Burn the bridges that help us pass through

Forgetting that

 The way back is something that life often delivers

But we can’t swim our way through mighty rivers