I Long To Be On the Mainland

I long to be on the mainland,
I’ve trekked waters freezing,
I’ve traversed oceans rough.
I long to be on a mainland,
I’ve seen rocks jutting and jagged,
I’ve heard men howl into the night-time surf.
I long to be on your mainland,
I fled from bombs, blasts and waves,
I escaped whirlpools of fear.

I long to return to my mainland,
to kiss my wife as saltwater laps the sunset shore,
holding hands with my son as shells sing their seabed verse.

I long to belong. To no longer 
be an island floating, a jetsam migrant 
adrift and at sea - whom you might 
view from afar on a screen shrouded 
in flashes - but whom you don’t truly see.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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