Home is where the Soul is.

Shores long gone
A distant home I have yet to see,

Rolling hills and misty valleys
Lost behind a cloud of smog and decay,

Fathers forgotten and a brother lost
Forsaken by a hundred years and a "Brave New World"

A past wrote in blood and etched in bone
Stolen then forgotten by the lie of change,

That home I remember and know so well
But have never been nor seen,

My heart longs for a place
It knows
No Longer Is.