Years ago I left this city to seek my fortune somewhere else. I was ready to leave my footprints embedded in the timeless sands of this city.
I thought I was the best and mores the pity because as
I stood on the platform waving goodbye to this city. A gentle breeze blowing in my face. I waited impatiently for my train to arrive to pick up the pace.
An elderly lady spoke to me and wanted to know where I was going.
I told her I am going to start a new life. And if luck would have it even find myself a wife. I am off to some unknown city and as she wished me everything of the best.
I couldn’t help but feel that maybe heading west was not the best idea I had.
But on the way to the train station, I realized that any regrets I may have would only make me sad.
My train arrived on time and as I boarded the train a smile began to crease my face and suddenly I began to pick up the pace. Ready to begin a new chapter somewhere far away, knowing that in this city, I could no longer stay.
For two and a half days I was on that train. Thoughts about my life both present and past swirling around in my brain.
Eventually, I arrived at my destination, full of hope and feeling good. My mood lifted as I saw the skyline of a city I thought would finally feel like mine.
Five years passed and I was enjoying my life and even met a beautiful woman I wanted to take as my wife.
Then one day I decided to return to the old city for a very short while. I arrived in the city with a ready smile.
To my utter dismay the people I once knew treated me like a stranger.
As if I presented some imminent danger.
I expected a welcome home mat and was disappointed in the fact, that everywhere I went the doors were shut in my face. The city I once loved proving to be an utter disgrace.
The city that judged me, would not let me be. And I cried myself to sleep because it hurt.
There was nowhere to rest my weary head or soul no matter how tired I was.
After one week of being there, I left feeling utterly distraught.
A lesson that hurt me was all that visit brought.
Even my soul began to weep as in turmoil I lost the ability to sleep.
I lived in hope of the city that disowned me would open their hearts and welcome me back into their arms but it would seem that they had no qualms,about the way they treated a long lost brother
So off I went in search of another.
