Homeward Bound Poem by Christopher Tye

Homeward Bound

Exiled to distant shores and lands,
No place to call home now,
Drifting wherever the wind blows,
Just wishing I could be homeward bound.

Always living as an exile,
In an uncaring world,
Seeing the worst in humanity,
Just wishing I could be homeward bound.

So as I travel across hostile lands,
Always an exile fighting for survival,
Doomed to this existence until my dying day,
Just wishing I could be homeward bound.

By Christopher Tye