Not my Home

Not my Home

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?

Talking Heads - Once in a lifetime

16th June 2007

Each time I arrive in a country I do a little piece on my new home. My home is the Philippines is here, my home in Ghana is here and my home in Uganda is here.

The place I stay at in Korea located inside this residental sprawl. It is on the third floor of this four story grey brick. It has two rooms, a bedroom/living room/kitchen and a bathroom/washroom. It has an airconditiner for the warm days and underfloor heating for the cold days. A gas cooker sits unused on the benchtop.

*shrugs*. That's it.

Why the antipathy? Because this is not my home.

My home is on the dirt of Africa

My home is on the concrete floors of Uganda.

My home is in the mud huts of Kitgum.

My home is in the of refugee camps of Ghana.

My home is in the bamboo houses of Dumangas.

My home is in the red-light district of Angeles.

My home is in the slums of Manila.

Korea is not my home.

My home is on the road. My place is with poor.

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