The Ode

I was never meant to be hidden, in the shadows of a Name,

Nor remain marooned on a pedestal that I did not create.

Looking down upon the mediocre beneath, condescendingly,

Forced my fear of confinement to condemn me to flee.

I didn't feel that I belonged into where I was born,

So I retaliated until those puppet strings were torn.

Driven by defiance, I dared not settle with familiarity,

Lost among strangers, I faced my forgotten identity.

Here you rescued me, when I had nowhere else to go,

And became home for giving me the solace I sought.

As I let my unregretted mistakes define me,

You let me live every dream that I dared to believe.

As the Old and New crossroads progressed,

Into their ultimate separation, you witnessed,

From the Modern to the Heritage, 

My wrecked soul that I salvaged.