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To the Homeland

galen · 2364 days ago

  I write to you in the language of my betrayal

  To address your promise of

  Belonging.

  I wanted you to know,

  I don't belong here either.

  But maybe--

  It's a little more bearable.

  I can't find myself

  In your stripes anymore.

  My star nowhere to be seen.

II.

  I write to you in the language of my exclusion

  To address your promise of

  Freedom.

  But enough

  of that tired ol' pledge.

III.

  I write to you in the language of your stagnation

  To address my surging grief.

  I'll set fire to this homeland,

  Lay myself down in the ash.

  Make destruction my new master

  What I torch, I'll redeem.

  I write to you in the language

  of my betrayal.

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lil · 2364 days ago · link ·

    I can't find myself  In your stripes anymore.
  My star nowhere to be seen.

Powerful imagry here galen. Is there a context to this? I assume you created it?

+discuss+discuss

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galen · 2364 days ago · link ·

Wrote it tonight.

Loosely modelled after Heinrich Heine's In der Fremde (In Exile), and those particular lines draw inspiration from another poem of his, Jetzt wohin? (Where to now?), where he writes (very loosely translated)

Sadly I look to the sky Many thousand stars peer down - But my own once-twinkling star

Is nowhere to be found