A Heart-Flight Away Poem by Lauma Lapa

I live somewhere
far away from the place
they call my home.

Every moment I torment
the land that I step on
By the sounds of my feet

I do not live in a temple
The ground’s not sacred but walkable
They call it Normal

Every moment I torment
my heart so yearning to fly
By fettering it to my flesh

I live at a distance
of a heart-flight from Heaven
They say it’s right

Every moment I torment
the soul that inhabits my breast
By denying it light from above