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I long for home,

The land of my birth,

The place I was bred,

Where as a child I grew up,

Knowing the simple ways of life,



I long for my home,

Where I grew strong,eating mama's food

Sitting on her laps,

Learning the language of my land,

And the culture of my people,



I long for that home,

Where granny taught me moral virtues,

To fear God and to respect men,

Doing the best that  I can

To be useful to my generation.



I long dearly for my home,

Not here, where I seek greener pasture,

Life here is different, and the people too,

Where violence, drugs and sex prevail,

This is not home, but hell.