The Wanderer in our Midst
Rifki Gee
A long way from home
Searching
Walking along dirt roads
Sailing across oceans
He never knew what's coming
He only knew what he left behind
Without his parents
Without his friends
Without anyone
He finds himself in a new land
Where he is met with scowls
Frowns, disdain, rejection
They speak in tongue
He does not understand
Everywhere he turns
Everyone he meets
No one spares him a glance
He spends days and nights
Walking
Wandering
Wondering
Where could he go?
Who can he turn to?
His days become daydreams
His steps are of constant rhythm
He is a walking nobody
He finally comes to a place
Where a door is open, and he enters
He finds golden silence
Where people look inwardly
Rather than outwardly
He was never met with a scowl
As everyone bowed their heads
Like him
He finally finds a place
He is finally accepted
He can finally rest
Rifki Gee found a place to live
Where old men gave him food
Without fail, three times a day
This was his safe haven
Amidst this place where he knew no one
Understood no one
In a place where he wasn't able to do anything
He stands ever straighter now
This is not the end of Rifki Gee in this unknown land
This is only the start of his pursuit
To happiness