Going Home Poem by Chibueze Oscar Osuji

Going Home



Going home, is the next thing on my mind
After dropping prodigal acts behind,
Taming the red furnace i have as tongue
Never will I let her rot come along,
Fearing for her nemesis, so unkind.


To fate I am bound, to her i'm resign'd;
Heading for home, my love for home is blind,
Staid and stealth, in my heart it's waxing strong;
Going home, is the next thing on my mind.

The warmth for home is come, won't be denied;
Home sweet home I come, with sweet love to find
Faces that will sing, joyful welcome song
And be ushered home, by the waiting throng;
The pledge to my countrymen had align'd;
Going home, is the next thing on my mind.

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