The Lone Race

I belong to the ‘lone’ race.
I belong nowhere, anywhere and everywhere.

Belonging is a primal human motivation 
It is a great triumph of human existence 
Placed above survival and safety 

So now you understand the excruciating pain  
The high price one pay
For solitary, for loneliness, for not belonging.

I belong nowhere,
and it is oppressive and painful.

I don’t conform to society, 
Nor get dictated by conventions 

It is so hard that
If you belong somewhere, you
wouldn’t understand it 

But I have no other choice as
I am not willing to give up on any
Of the thousand souls within me.

The jigsaw puzzle that makes the whole greater than the sum of its parts.

I am a lone wolf, and you cannot put a price on that.