Born in a home where flaming twilight skies

blinded me into a hidden paradise.

A city where blood and gold

engraved me into a stateless nation.

A beaten culture where antecedents

tasked a lost child to fight for pride.

Expected to speak up when I drown

in the unseen language.

Tears brushed onto a stained canvas

reveals an invisible nation only I can see.

A nation built on fading memories,

framed with nostalgic fallacies.