When you are born you are supposed to be well planted
in good ground for growth and germinativeness,
but if you are exiled or evacuated
and your roots are brutally chopped off
you find yourself a flying leaf
with no refuge but heaven,
and you have to deal yourself with homelessness
and no one to be able to rely on or confide in,
and you dare not risk your trust again
once you have been betrayed,
since once is once too much.
The risk is you have no one else to turn to
but bad company, adventurers and risky extremists
who might though be in a position similar to yours,
and a community of outcasts is to be preferred
to a society which has betrayed you.
Even internet can let you down
by hacking, blocking and disabling or deleting your account
for your ability of straight communication,
but from there there is for an alternative a dark web.
What I mean to say is that there’s always one way out
to further progress and expansion, even if you are cut down
by even your most close and next of kin,
and if they cut you down and rob you of your roots
you’ll always have not only roots in heaven left
but also more direct and strong ones into hell.