TAKE ME HOME

[Kulmiye]

Take me home where memory wonders

Through the land where I belong

Take me where the heathers blooming

And where hearts of art resound in poetry song

 

Take me home where the sea’s is raging

Where mountains are foggy

Sisters crying and where death told

Of young brothers uncounted

 

Take me home where hills are burning and

Poverty is thee golden trophy

Take me home- where freedom rings

In the morning hours

I hear her voice calling me

And driving down the road I get a feeling

That I should have been home yesterday

 

But my feet’s are unknowing

I’m at the end of long rope

Loathing the air pollution

Propaganda and opinionated confusion

Bush pushing us to fight his own war

When my people getting burn by his budget Box

as grab the pen to write this paper

Standing on the threshold

With my eyes wide open

Fatigue sets in

Emotions are tire

As I set back -in thirst of motherland

That natured my childhood,

Memories flooding into my mind

Of happy home where I once stood

 

Long seen home-land still afresh

With the fragrance of dust and mud

the sight of cattle salvaging the greenery

the wailing of babies –tender as a flower mud

Oooooh lady liberty –TAKE ME HOME