I hadn’t been home for years

Memories were all retained

All my tissues had had time to turnover

The bones that were made here at ‘home’

Had been reforged from foreign materials

As had my hair, skin and arterial tissues

Deep down I may have had the same old issues

Or new ones living atop the fossilised foundations of who I am. Was

Because afterall

You still fit in, and you get it, but do you?

Who’s who in the social hierarchy nowadays

Who cares. Who dares wins and other sayings

You hear people say things

Just for the sake of it

Useless unless you know the rules

You think, oh poor localised fools

You know and choose not to participate

Feeling detached, a smug superiority as it plays on your mind

The key I’ve been given still fits the lock

But this house, this city, this land no longer feels like home