The Road Home Poem by Artwell Masuku

When the clouds darken up the sky
There is a rainbow highway to be found
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
The road home stares beyond the skies

Once the valley was green and golden
Now desolate and barren
We wake up to a vulture's feast
In the house of pain and hunger

With our troubles melting like lemon drops
Our lives full of needful things
From dusk till dawn we struggle
Walking the valley of the shadow of death

Lonely, lost and scared in a foreign land
Feeling the sadness and all the pain
Brother killing brother
Wondering when all this madness will last
The road home beckons.