Municipality of Despair

Windsor, Ontario

A melancholy sky, glowing in the dawn.

Sickened by the surroundings, the filth of this town.

The river moves in soft motion, darkened by pollution.

Sirens ring out, echoing through the night.

My head is spinning, from thoughts of this plight.

 

How can one be so insecure,

From the place in which he is born.

How can one have hatred,

For the place which he has grown.

How can one want to leave his home?

 

The only consolation to this environment,

The only Gratifying piece to this puzzle,

Are the individuals whom I,

Interact with,

Have grown with,

Taught with,

Learnt with,

And have been given the opportunity to be with.

 

I see my avenue out of this cage we call home,

Beyond any outlet I have ever used or known,

It seems to be my perfect escape,

It seems to be fate.

 

As I begin down this road,

Straddling the journey ahead,

I think about how I may help the posterity,

So they may not suffer what I've bled.
Am I preventing them from such hatred for home?

Or maybe home is never what you want it to be,

The events to transpire may be inevitable despite location,

It may just be a common fixation.

 

I turn back to reconsider my decision,

Then I notice the smog across the sky,

Like an incision,

It streaks across like a murky lie,

A lie of what I stand for if I turn back.

A rat runs by,

Ground littered with waste,

Air full of distaste.

 

Once again I take a turn,

I proceed on my way,

And let my memories burn.

 

Letting out a sigh,

I continue,

Without a goodbye.

 

Reviews

[Stacey]

I can so relate and have done this....without the goodbye!!! Packed all I could in a car and left without mention, parties, hugs and kiss to wish me luck. Just packed my s**t and went. Best move and decision I ever made in my life. Although I am still clicking my ruby slipper searching for a place that truly feels like home. I have no fear or trepidation...I just go where the wind blows me. Wonderful write and beautiful message!

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That was exactly the intent.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

you've brought it to vivid life~ the visuals and sensations~ there is also the question of is the grass really geener on the other side and are we creatures of fate destined to be as is despite environment?~ very thoughtful with lots of undertones inserted with subtle intent~ very creative and definetly a ponderable~