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Not so big and not so small
A lot have passed through these walls
With enough room to swing the cat
Family is all, it is a fact.

Though the pot may call a kettle black
Respect was all I should never lack
Till I became a constant guest
Causing so many unrests.

My home remains not fed up
Of all troubles and flip-flops
Now I know why dead bodies
In graveyards, have no enemies.

Heat I give, hell can not bear
Yet, it welcomes me dearly,
Within block of steady tears
Refilling glass used to cheer.

Just like the leg I stand on
Evidence can not be burnt
I am an ugly monkey
But my home tightly hugs me.

Each time the world rejects me
Its roof accommodates me
When I drag its name in muds
It grows mad yet breaks no bond.

I broke windows on my way
Getting my words in edgeways
I abuse where I belong
At the top of my own lungs.

I pulled out accessories
With all flaws and excesses
Even as a black sheep blind,
Home is all I ever found.

The bond in blood are no close shave
The truth is all I ever crave
And when it does land me to grave
I will be way proud ghosting so brave.

When it comes to family too
I can be caught between two stools
Not from knowledge I was schooled
But following my heart all way through.

There is a bridge I will not cross
If it makes blood to rot and rust
I will not attempt busting gut
Family bonding is all I trust.

If there are treasures to be found
Family is the whole nine yard
With a beautiful magic wand…
Abracadabra… it makes me glad.

Togetherness is bish bash bosh
And at some point there may be ish
But I still wouldn’t move an inch
Family is that, I only preach.