Home farm Land

I guess it’s too late

to live on a farm.

As if I could buy a house!

Let alone land.

A place of my own– 

is what my friend sighed,

our someday dream,

our loftiest goal.

Today again I paid

to learn, watching

refugees sit and wait

for their bus, and asked

the doctor what the term

really means–

she couldn’t state

exact qualifications, 

just that for some

recognized reason,

a person had to leave

their homeland.

But, had a home,

and have a new home, here.

Or housing, at least.

More stable than those

that exist in doorways,

or under the bridge

in tents that spring up

like mushrooms when it rains.

And how they also pay,

if not in money. Life

is costly. At some point

we all get priced out–

a roof, a room, a house,

a home. When you’ve got nothing

to trade, to leverage, to sell–

it’s too late to live on a farm.

All that’s left is to work

in the fields that someone else owns.

Home farm Land

I guess it’s too late

to live on a farm.

As if I could buy a house!

Let alone land.

A place of my own– 

is what my friend sighed,

our someday dream,

our loftiest goal.

Today again I paid

to learn, watching

refugees sit and wait

for their bus, and asked

the doctor what the term

really means–

she couldn’t state

exact qualifications, 

just that for some

recognized reason,

a person had to leave

their homeland.

But, had a home,

and have a new home, here.

Or housing, at least.

More stable than those

that exist in doorways,

or under the bridge

in tents that spring up

like mushrooms when it rains.

And how they also pay,

if not in money. Life

is costly. At some point

we all get priced out–

a roof, a room, a house,

a home. When you’ve got nothing

to trade, to leverage, to sell–

it’s too late to live on a farm.

All that’s left is to work

in the fields that someone else owns.