Home? Poem by Mfonobong Nelson

Home?



Up the hill mother eagle calls
Down the valley mother sheep bleats
In the pens mother hen isn't eating
Cause a lost chick is making her worried

On the streets a car runs into another
And the onlookers pull out the victims
A mother's phone rings and all she hears is that
Her son is gasping for air

In a home a husband kisses his wife goodbye
As she goes into town to get some groceries
The next moment all the cops can say is that
a stray bullet found it's way into her

Their pains are endless, their hearts are bleeding
They're wishing this bad dream would end
They're looking at the door, expecting it to open
And a voice to say where are you? I'm home!

The portrait on the wall has got no life
The ones they've loved now lie stiff and cold
The body in the morgue seems to scream out
I wish we had one more chance to love.

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