Every Man's Home

With enough bricks
Piled neatly around
Determined in place
Unshakeable
Unbreakable
Untameable
Holding up the sky
And back the tide
And away the night

If every moment
Is sterilised, border-checked
Quarantined
It's Fine
It's Under Control.
It's Handled

Every heavy second holding
Every brick in place
Only then there is space
For

Me