Choices Poem by Benjamin Debrah

I don't know what to say
I wonder why I continued to disobey
Well I have had enough of the roam
I want to go back home

Maybe it's curiosity which is found in youth
Because I don't remember being uncouth
Well I have had enough of the roam
I want to go back home

It's not like I didn't know where I was going
Neither was I unsure of where I was heading
But somehow it turned out to be just a roam
And I want to go back home

Maybe it was the pressure from my peers
Maybe they are the reason I couldn't stop drinking beer
Perhaps they are why I continued to roam
Perhaps they are why I didn't go back home

But Kwame didn't pour beer in my mouth
Neither did Asiedu stop me from going to my house
So I wonder why I continued to roam
I wonder why I didn't go back home

Mine is a different case
In my parents' hearts, I occupied the first place
I have broken their hearts by deciding to roam
I pray they forgive and take me back home

Forgive me, my father in heaven
I can promise you, I have learnt my lesson
Today, I'm done with the roam
Today, I'm going back home