Why Go Home

-Why Go Home-
by
Keaton Foster



No place to go
No soul to be known
Why go home
A question at times asked
An answer not required
There is not one that I
Could ever be comfortable with
I have always had the will
To justify why I am me
Each day that I manage to live
I’d like to think that I do exactly that
Justification has always been the anchor
To every weight that I’m carrying
To many I’m sure that I
Appear concerned least of all
Only God above truly understands
He has reserved his judgment
I will never beg him for forgiveness
I will never kneel down for mercy
I will only stand as I always have
Fighting this life on my own terms
I will let every stone fall where it must
If need be I will pick some of them up
And others I will bury deeper still
I will do whatever it takes
Like Jesus Christ upon the cross
He knew that death was the answer
A mechanism of his freedom
With regard to his terrible plight
He was well aware of his role
He knew that nothing could be changed
I am only comparing myself
In relation to our similar doom
Not any shared or implied significance
If I am a grain of sand
In the hour glass of all human existence
Then he would be the every star
In our observable universe
Why go home
There is nothing there for me
There never has been
I will remain here doing as I must
Until I can no longer do
What has become more a part of me
Than anything else could ever be…




Why Go Home
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013