Will I ever be home?

A dull slow summer day
Where I’m drenched in sweat
With an unquenched thirst!
My lips feel dry
With my thoughts awry
Where every minute is a silent cry!
I look for roads
That would look akin
To the places I have been!
The empty streets
Host no men
Who would guide me to my kith and kin!
With every step that I move
My wary heart
Asks if I’m home!