Friday, 29 March 2013


They say home's where the heart lies
For home is a sight for sore eyes
So though home is built from brick made of lies
Home is also the only place that tries

Home is where you wear no disguise
However small home is, it's always the right size
Whenever you leave home, a little part of you dies
For you know that leaving home is ever unwise

Staying at home won't earn you a prize
For you'll never see the colour of the rise
Of the sun, as he stains the oceans and the skies
You won't get to hear the dawn and her cries

But home will tolerate your hows and your whys
She'll protect you from your enemies and their spies
Watch as she kills them, and as their blood dries
She'll keep you and your heart safe from their lies

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