House and Home

Someone
threw stones at our houses windows
in
surprise families came out outside
look
around but there was no one
the
gate was smashed, and when i looked closely,
the
windows were also broken and scattered
who
is it? the back face of the friend
who
disappeared into the neighbor alley
shimmered. Always helping each other,
rely
on a friend who compliments
i
carried my friend's bag on my shoulder
everyday
when we came home from school
after
walking ten miles
my
friend took the bag from me
when
we entered the village
and
my friend couldn't step on my land
and
turned a long way back home.

P.S.:
my houses were everywhere to be seen in town, but my friend's home was nowhere to be seen in town.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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