Your real home

Voice
 Potion or poison
 Convince your innocence

 Your heart's desire
 the Voice you hear
 And this call cannot be denied.
 The Holy Child remains in you.
 You are his home.

 Today he is defenseless
 And you accept it in
 Exchange for all the Toys of battle
 You have made
 And now the way is open,
 And journey has an end in sight at last

 This world is not your home
 You know this is true.
 A memory of home keeps haunting you,
 A place that called you to return

 You wish to deny the voice
 And do not want to remember
 That what this voice reminds you
 But you feel an alien here !!!!!!!!!

 ~~~~~Jawahar Gupta ~~~~~~