Home Calling
Home is calling,
trying to reach out to me.
The journey is over,
the war have met its end,
home is calling.
I will answer your call,
i will deliver your message to the most distant part of the world because i am your own.
Yours is so far fetch,
reaching out to the soul of the broken hearted,
i have wielded my mantle,
i have played my parts,
its time to respond to my home calling.
Like a burst of laughter amidst faces full of tears,
i will rejoice wholeheartedly to my home calling.
My heart is anxious,
my feet is ready,
the journey is set and my destination is precised.
Its so hard leaving you behind my love,
like a love song sang amidst foes,
am constantly heavy with your thought.
My home is calling me,
the beauty of its splendor is unbeatable,
i will cry no more for my home has finally found me,
let the earth rejoice once more because her son has finally respond to her home calling.
poem by Rome Edosa
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