Homeless! We Are Homeward Bound!

Home is where the heart is. But what of a heart that has no building in particular it belongs to? What of the heart that feels home is a whole city, or the embrace of another heart, fallible and fragile as that heart itself? What of the hearts who travel and ramble and wander and hike, who never sit still and allow moss to grow upon their smooth and well worn stones? What of the hearts that know no walls, no roofs or floors or confines of house? What of the hearts sleeping under open sky, with stars bright above but no shelter from the cold? And what of the hearts who having lost home, are homeless and hopeless but fighting on still? Shall those hearts ever rest or is rest for the wicked, for good indeed these hearts are at their core? Shall those hearts find peace, settle old scores, win the hand, or are they forever to exist in pain as though damned? Those hearts did no crime, broke no law, never drove a knife home nor shattered a jaw. Those hearts are simple and tough and soothing yet sore, with rage and loss around their good core. Those hearts fix you with a gaze and you are never the same, as before when you thought you were best at life's game. Those hearts are the heroes, the warriors, the braves; those hearts they refuse to exist forever as slaves. Free of chain, free of shackle, free of shame, a free radical, these hearts they break but seem always to mend! They are strong, they are smart, they know love with no end! They are the future, ignorance of which we pretend! These hearts, they are stunning, they are bruised but not broken. They are the ones who know the heavens have spoken. Living life how they choose with no tethers to home, these hearts are the ones who've escaped from the gloam. Hail the hearts with no home, with no ceiling nor sink, hail those hearts living freer than most often think. Hail the half broken half bloodied hearts of the damned, the hearts no one from the outside shall ever understand. Those hearts surround you on the streets every day; tis up to you to live life another way. For the homeless, we are homeward bound! Even in our poverty we shall not drown.