Sunday, September 6, 2015

249. Is There No Home For Me

The pigs eat slop
But I eat not
Is there no home for me?
Should I return?
My bridge is burned.
Is there no home for me?

The lowest, all,
My greatest fall,
Is there no home for me?
For hope is gone.
There is no dawn.
Is there no home for me?

My father's care,
My brother there,
They taught me right from wrong
But can I go,
My troubles show,
Can I rejoin the throng?

With mercy fair
I must go there.
Is there a home for me?
For love is strong
And must go on,
There is a home for me.


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