Looking around
Rags and clothes eveywhere
Cigratte smoke swirling round
Stench of alchohol
Beauty tranished at its best
I hear a scream
I hear a muffle
Then i hear the echo
The gunshot went off
Standing there shaking in my leg
I run !!!
Only to dragged back to the hell hole
He looked me in the eye
A seven year old kid i was
"You will make a fine asset sometimes "
Those were his final sentence for me
He put a stamp on my life
I was made to live here
For the bandit
Life was a dungeon after that
People was afarid
People were scared
Intimated by my own size
I longed for a family
I longed for feeling
Then i met my own sunshine
A ray of hope
She thought me
Each touch ; each hug
A part of me replaced little by little
Am i entitled for this
She met me in the eye
She smiled
She gave me a hug
And told "everybody should have a home "
I closed my eyes
Relishing the feeling
Having someone in the world
I looked at her
And only one thing came to my mind
"Am finally home"
-NK
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