Homeless I Wander O'er The Earth Poem by Mohammad Younus

Homeless I wander o'er the earth,
Allot me a home -a hermit's den -Dār-ul-salām ¹-
On a plot in the peaceful and free land,
Before my funeral bath - before I breathe out,
My last suffocating breath in the choking world,
Seventy years have slipped away,
Since first I was condemned to this accursed land;
And now again, back through the ford,
I am taking my way to my lost home,
I shall get back to my home -I believe -again

Mykoul

1. House of peace