Homeland

What shaped me to be the person I am today...

I dream of a far away place

a place to me means so much.

The place that shaped

the person who I am today.

 

To many, my home is trash.

It is a desolate land of corruption.

Poverty roaming the streets

sleeping in the dark of the alley

in the dirty roads of the night.

 

But to me, my home is my home

no matter how bad it is.

It will always be the land i love.

For it taught me to dream high

in order to escape the hardships of life.

 

My homeland is now just a distant memory,

it has been several years since i was there.

But next time I return,

it is my turn to create the opportunity

to create an escape for someone I care for

and when that day comes, I will

return to keep loving my homeland.

The only person that can stop me is only me...