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