In search for a better life, my small serene village I left behind.
In search for a brighter future, my home I ran away from.
In search for pastures green, my goats and chickens turned my back on.
In search for a better tomorrow, mama cried her beautiful frail eyes out. Will she ever see her son again?
In search for gold, everything I left behind. Was it worth it?
In search for happiness, my sweat and toils, everything my hands, I sold. Was it worth it?
In search for Paradise, Africa I deserted, Paradise I seek in Europe, Heaven in America. Was it worth it?
In search for pearls, ran I out of my fatherland. Royalty I was home, slave I myself for every cent. Was it worth it?
In search for peace, I didn't look back, the asylum I seek here no longer save haven.
Home I hunger for you. Mama I am coming home.
Peace and quiet I miss, no longer will I be treated like an animal.
In search for dollars and Euros, the happiness I pursue elude me.
No place like home, my sweet home.
In search for better health, yet people dying like flies. A graveyard here has become. Let me die not far from home. My bones be laid not in a foreign soil.
In search of freedom, beautiful chains round my neck, the Lord's song I did sing in a foreign land. Was it worth it?
In search for Eldorado, mountains I climbed, rivers I crossed. Was it worth it? Maybe I shouldn't have left.
Home sweet home, mama your son comes home.
© *UCHE NWANZE*
29: 03: 2020
7: 10AM
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