Chrysogonus Siddha Malilang’s ‘first night in Macao’

from Encounters: Never Random

after five hours of floating
in the air

 or a hundred years
since the sailing

 a great escape
 my great grandfather did

 this place he transited
 now I’ll call it home

he could never
return

in flesh
his blood

that flows in me
now here afoot

he used to walk 
or maybe run

whose house?