I want…. to go home

Travelled the world

In the sea swirled and twirled

I live in a manor with a pool

Just myself to fool

Drive a Lexus which I fully own

My time like this hat been flown

I go to shopping spree

Thinking my soul to free

What does this indulgence mean, can someone tell me?

Told the world I am a doctor

And also a Professor

I am the protector

And the educator

Know it all the solution

Very keen to make confusion

I said I am the cream of the society

In all sort of variety

I should be the leader

The king maker

Even the advocate

Lobby for the people’s fate

Against the very poor who educate and nurture

Burned mid-night oil

To create turmoil

Not only one period

But twice around

I was given a chance

My dream to advance

To snatch the voice

All the people’s choice

From the very people who made their blood spill

For all of us to live!!

What is now left for me?

I want to go home I want to be free

Free of what you may ask

I hate living in a mask

Carrying a load of guilt

I am longing to quit

The urge I have to pay back

Can’t be loaded in a truck

I owe a lot to the poor

To the poor of poor and to all the destitute

Who sent me to school?

And gave me survival tool

He spend his last penny even feed us all

What is the writing on the wall?

I am going home

Where I believe I belong

My mind nagging me, is there something wrong?

I want to go to the Land of righteousness

wherein no one is wronged as the Prophet said

To where his intimates fled

A land of plenty

A land of unity

A land of many

A mosaic of culture

A land of diversity

And also unity

The source of the Nile

The cradle of mankind

To research to find

The origin of precious berry

A night mare for archenemy

For many many century

I want to go home

To be counted and give what I owed

And take off the guilt load

To ask for amnesty

For past mentality

If there is any left

For my people to exonerate?

I want to go home this is my call

Can you join me all?

Elizabeth Mokennen

March 29, 2007