I Go See My People

Twenty years i left home abroad Looking for a greener pasture I missed my people but i let go of Them to face life according to my desire Now the water had dried in the oceans I heard they were in pains and agony The women groaned whilst the men moaned I summoned courage and traveled home I could not identify the way to my ancestral home The trees are taller now and more house built The children wiser and the girls smarter I go see my people in travail as though as A pregnant woman in expectant Twenty years i saw them last i traveled go see my village When i asked papa what had happened As i saw his torn clothes weeping He wept, papa wept, uncontrollably Mama torn the verses of tears in her eyes Flung herself on the mortal ground "bad leaders Thrust us in pain" she told me "Ebola virus Stripped us naked " papa said Now i know leaving home is a crime, No place like home i thought My eyes searched for those pretty damsel We played together but they all had grown I looked for the mold houses we built but They are no more Dim is gone, Nonso is sick of Malaria Chike is mad . The children are more naked than before I realized that mine was different because i left home Somnolent rhythm wafted round my mind and echoed Out of my mouth when i saw their travail at home I missed them all but must let go Home her i come claim me not