Out Cast Poem by Emelita C. Smith

All my life
I live with strifes.
Living in a world full of mischiefs.
As a young girl
I worked my way
To find a place in society.


Prominent people say,
I'm an outcast
better stay away.
I could not understand why
I have to suffered this way.


But, still I stand up
and found my way.
I went to a place full of strangers,
there i thought i found my place.


But then,
I'm an out cast not in the same race.
And i found life unfair and hopeless.
Several years I stayed there
but realized clock is moving,
time is ticking
and I'm not getting any younger.


Decided I need to be home
and have a family of my own,
maybe then I will have
a place to call it 'Home'.


But, everytime
I was just broken
and i thougth my life is doomed
and I'm an outcast
no place to call it my own.


I felt I was drowning
and life for me was gloom,
then I met the groom
full of love and passion.


Nothing but bliss i found
in the arms of the man I belong
for the rest of my life
I promise to love
and be love in return.


I thought I found my place
to call it my own,
I was wrong.
I'm still an outcast
thriving to belong.


I just want to have a place
to call it my own,
but people always
put me down
even my beloved
suffered in his own.


Why I can't be happy,
what have I done wrong?
My heart is breaking
not for my own,
but for my love who strive
to make a living
and give his wife
and child a better home.


But, people are making it difficult.
Some people just can't be happy
and pulled every one down.


I'm an out cast where do I belong?
Why I can't be happy?
What have i done wrong?
I thought I found my place
But an outcast is an outcast
No place to call it 'HOME'.

Written 2010