In the dirt that is where home is
In the ground where I grew up
In the dirt
In the pavement
Not the sea is were home is
In the middle of a mugging
Not a meal for a shark
That is where safety is
In the bloody mud
In the tranquility of a busy city
Not the never ending sky
That is where I will be
Grounded and buried
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