Under one roof.
I was naive, Egoistic, Blinded by my mulishness Trapped in a rat race Flagging myself, In the hopes of A false utopia, Of hollow dreams. I was an upstart, Doltish, Spoiled by what I had, For I was a fool, Branding myself a pariah. A drop of sweat, In a glass of ocean. Until yesterday, When the black horses Neighed, in unison- Celebrating her resurgence, It took her ferocity, Wrath and vengeance, Outside the walls To let me know that Nay, To let us know that We were, after all, Under one roof.