@@ My home —
Where I found peace.
Not in the guest,
Not in prison and not in employment.
Where he got rid
Eye slavery
And the poorest
Extreme castes.

Where finally
Truth met
And I realized:

My home —
Where I found peace.
In the guest,
In prison and in hiring,
In the slavery of the eyes,
In the richest
The poorest
Extreme castes.