I see Siva Raj. So sorry that happened. Then it’s the people who threw you out that are the dragons and they can’t keep you out forever. Love the way we can read poetry so many different ways. As Emily Dickinson points out in her poem:

I dwell in Possibility –

A fairer House than Prose –

More numerous of Windows –

Superior — for Doors –

Of Chambers as the Cedars –

Impregnable of eye –

And for an everlasting Roof

The Gambrels of the Sky –

Of Visitors — the fairest –

For Occupation — This –

The spreading wide my narrow Hands

To gather Paradise –