Why This Home Is No Longer Homely and Happy

How I wish it were still warm to the inhabitants,
visitors and companies alike. Shouldn’t a home
be as homely and convivial as the hug of hospitality?
This home has been made to feel unhomely and unhealthy.
Naturally, it’s a home of happiness, warmth, wonder and wealth.

Who has stripped this home of its homeliness and happiness?
Who has triggered a sentimental longing for a period in the past?
No one wants to be stuck in the past, but how do you live in a present
that’s absent, foreign, faraway, unlivable and unimagine like a nightmare?
This home is hungry for its history of comfort, honey, familiarity and fun?

Nostalgia has been sunk, soured and plagued by fiercely fumbling floods
of Estrangement, Disease and Discomfort. Citizens are lost in a loneliness
of uncertainties and unfriendliness. For this kind of friendliness is unfriendly,
this home is no longer homely. How do the eager guests get to the mighty Vic Falls
when the main roads are unruly with dips and lumps? Honestly, it’s a horrified home!