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Never understood why my family had
hate and contempt for one another,
definitely not wanting to be together.

Never felt like home as a child
only relentless worry and fear,
rejected in an unsafe place.

Never felt a sense of belonging although 
I made many attempts to find my place
after being cast out of our family home.

Never grasped why not having a family
deterred so many people I met over the
years from having a relationship with me.

Never felt like home while moving from
one place to another feeling unwanted
and discarded living alone in New York.

Never had feelings of a home even though 
there were countless people around me on 
the streets, I existed as a solitary person.

Never had feelings of home in Florida either
though my mom and brother were there
I was abandoned once again, living in exile.

Never knowing if a cold-hearted family, 
and an abusive childhood made it hopeless
in finding an honest-to-goodness home.

In another strange and desolate place, 
Arizona this time, alienated living as a 
recluse, once again this is not my home.

Never expected with moving to these
other states that the people I met would
hold my New York upbringing against me.

Never imagined that uprooting my life 
numerous times to find a home 
would leave me in such isolation.

Never imagined I would live my entire
life without a caring family instead I’m
living without any significant roots.

Never thought roaming from place to place in
a vague and impulsive way would cause 
feelings of emptiness instead of a home.

Never knowing if the two homes I provided
for my only child, my sweet son, did he feel
the inadequacy of a sincere loving home too?

Nowadays, I wonder if I was meant to
stay in New York and etch out a life
that was practical while still feeling vacant.

Never thought living so far away from New York
would make me feel so lost not knowing 
where I belong, and still can’t find home.

Never finding my home has me wondering if 
there is something I’m missing or am I always 
at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Praying I make it to Heaven so I can finally
feel cherished and be at a sincere place
and in a truly devoted home.
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