Stranger

Stranger,

man of the house,

do you still love me?

Because I do not love you.

 

Stranger,

we are not still familiar,

your voice is not kind,

do you know me?

Because I do not know you.

 

Stranger,

your presence is feared,

and your absence is predicted,

do you miss me?

Because I do not miss you.

 

Stranger,

I wish you would leave,

this is not your home,

are you lost?

Me too.

 
This poem is about: 
My family
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