When a house is not a home

I come home to 4 walls and a roof today. I better get used to this feeling. Empty, sealed shut, lack of ventilation and above all not the home I want to return to. It doesn't get better as time passes. I get down to the chores that ensure my self preservation and have no choice but to watch wild creatures return to share my dwelling. These wild creatures have nither the ability to communicate properly nor the ability to use their lower limbs at times. They mostly accomodate each other and no one else.

The other key person in this picture would be the Minister of Home Affairs(MoHA). The MoHA runs the household mostly at arms length and like most people in power are more talk then action. If any action was taken, you'd be sure to hear about it. The MoHA has to leave the country from time to time leaving valuable resources and amenities in the claws of wild creatures. This is like leaving the cage door open and a trail of food leading up to the door. It's practically screaming for wild animals to come and nest in my residence. If there was some justice in this world, I would be pest control.

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