In a town where he is not made to feel welcome
And not trusted by anyone and disliked by some
Where even if he does become better known
He will never be referred to as one of our own
His work contract due to end in early May
And in the country town he will not settle and stay
Where he knows that his would remain as a stranger's face
The city raised young man does feel out of place
The nearest surf beach from where he now lives for him seems too far
At least a six hour return journey by car
From his urban home the ocean a short drive away
Where on the city surf beach he did surf every day
Home is where the heart is as some like to say
And his home from here by car five hours away.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
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