Bring Me Back To My Home Land Poem by Daniela X. Daraz

Let me go back to my Home.
A happy place I once known.
Now lost to disease and war.
Everyone each ready to settle a score.
Families parted; never ready to leave.
Some not so lucky; never able to flee;
So many memories lost with my home.
A home were I no longer belong.
Not anymore.

We hear about it at later times.
Asked to provide much of our supplies.
Actors playing with fake tears,
With real, unfortunate children on their knees.
My family can not supply the demand,
Not most can.
But the ones who do don't really care.
If not for the publicity and fame, they wouldn't share.

I lost many friends who are now only shadows in my night.
Friends I wish to meet again and fight beside.
It was my war but I only fled.
Leaving my Countrymen to their End.
I wish I could have done more.
I hope to get the chance like before.

A Country so far from your own,
But, geologically, only next door.
A Country who's fate you will never know.
A Fate you will never have to feel so close to Home.

I will never stop the fight for Her; My Home.
Maybe one day I will once again be able to call her my own.