A Home I Can Call My Own

My Papa died before mama born me And mama leave me before I could see In the dweeling house of the faithful. The people give me everything Nourinshing my soul by teaching me But I feel something is missing In my heart,emptiness is there And seeking for it is the only answer So I leave the place,which they call my"home" With the pormise in my heart I will keep the memories of this place And the only hope that I have Is the picture of a woman in my hand I didn't know the world where I stay Is different from the world I am walkin in But with my courage and faith I will walk this path of hardness Even though I will be one of the people Sleep in the street,felling cold and hanger I will carry all just for the woman in the picture God hear my agony during the lonely nights So He lead me to the house Where this woman in the picture stay I'm very happy and excited,I knock on the door the old woman in uniform open the door Ask me who I want and what I want So I tell her the reason and show her the picture And this is the woman say: "Your mother come back after she elope With the gardener of this house,she love most And your gandfather accept her With the condition follow his order And that is to forget she have a daughter Because having you in this house is a big scandal For the family belong to the royal blood But your mother love you so much She tried to escape from the guard To look for you in the place where she left you But she fall in the window and died To avoid the guards watching her all the time And like the old saying"sorry always come last" Your grandfather died because of too much pain in the heart Blaming himself for the death of your mother But before he died he look for you Hoping that seeing you will ease the pain he felt But your grandpa didn't got a chance Because like your mother, he die " My tears dropping after hearing what she say Knowing I have no chance to say"mama" And the cemetery is the only place Where I could see her And the first word "Hi" I want to say when I see her Will be the start of saying good bye. I left the place where everyone love and care for me To look for the woman who give birth of me Hoping with her we could start a home A home that I can call really my own.