Who knows home?
Who comes from home?
Who are you, loitering here?
Stuck in existence
Do not go home if you have
No home to live in
Who knows home?
A prostitute knows home?
A drunkard sleeping in corridors
Mad man in the suburbs
Do they know home?
Expatriates in the West
Mr. President from another country
Exports or imports
Refugees
Bustards
Or thieves in the city
Where are they, at home?
And you,
Bishop, Clergy men and pastors
Soil is home?
Because we came from it
Where is home?
A king and Queen
Rivers flowing
Thorns and flowers
Beggar and his money
Wind of rain
Where? From where going where?
Who knows home?
The birds
Insects
Fish
Animals
Or bushes in the wilderness
Where is home?
Take me home
Quench my thirst
Let me eat the fruits
Let me chase birds from the garden
Take me home to breathe
When I sleep on the mountains
Swim across rivers and sing
Take me there
I want to go back home,
I want to sleep in the lands
I want to know my home
My father, mother, and
Relatives
I want to "Go Back Home"
To live
OPWONYA JOEL ONEN
(Poetry At Hand Initiative Uganda) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem