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The Sound of Home Why do you sound like my father? After he was demanded by mother to pay the overdue bills. To cover those holes up on the roof instead of the one he has drilled on her heart. To leave the woman he met at a smoke-lit room once upon a lonely midnight. Why do you sound like my brother? After father threw a fist knowing he flunked another boring subject, thrice. After I drank all his stocked beers in the fridge that one night I couldn’t sleep. After knowing his life is a catastrophe, and to survive it is grey. Why do you sound like my mother? After she knew that father is not the same man he married decades ago; That the kids she used to cuddle during thunderstorms are near yet miles away, That the life she mud-crawled for was a wreck, and always will be. Why do you sound like me? After I knew father couldn’t leave the woman he met on a smoke-lit room once upon a lonely midnight. After I knew that his life is a catastrophe, and to survive it is grey. After I knew that the life she mud-crawled for was a wreck, and always will be. Why do you sound like everyone else? After they knew I’m still sluggish after sleeping for two days, and days after it. After they knew that I am full when I haven’t eaten for four days. After they knew I dropped out of school when I am just at home, jailed in my room. Why don’t you sound like somebody else? Telling me that it is always a new day, after sleeping for two days, and days after it. Telling me that I could look more alive than dead, knowing I haven’t eaten for four days. Telling me that it’s a vast world out there, after knowing I am just at home, jailed in my room. Why don’t you sound like that somebody?

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