On the road again

Ownership is a powerful word

In the world of real estate

Ownership is stable, fixed and secure

While renters are on the road again

You’re born an owner or a nomad

And the differences are plenty

Children of owners had a childhood home

Every corner with meaning and memory

While renters played in the backyards of many

Until they’re on the road again

Some would only last a year

Some had many more

But in the end, it was all the same

And on we'd move again

My memories live within many walls

And wander through streets of many neighbourhoods

Never lingering on the road again

A house alone is never a home

Home does not exist purely in bricks and mortar

Houses are only temporary

Home exists in memories

And in the people who pass through

Like travellers to bless you with moments to keep

Within the walls of the heart

Those blinded by the illusion of permanence

In the fantasy of stability

One day they too

Will know the road again