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Coming Home
GOING HOME Could it get any better? I ask jodalawa Could it turn out any different? I think not jothurwa This is the way its s’possed to be owetena For a man paves way for his family, A path for his seed alas! Could you help me yonder? You’ve tried osiepna Could you have loved me any better? You do love jaherana I have lived each day for this moment yet delayed For at dusk the cattle return home And my own are a solid rock alas! Is this the end? I ask owadwa Have we no more time left? There’s plenty jokanyanam For the river bends most as it nears the sea An arrow slows down when it breaks the wind Are we headed home? Dwokauru nyikwa ramogi Is this the bliss of the warriors? Twakuru koda jodongo For the sun sets beyond the hills at dusk And the search is ended at the break of dawn. I return! I return..to my home God Agulu Where the hyenas laugh as the rain melts into the sun Aduogo dala kendo ayorayora, where is the gathering that awaits me? By the old fig at the chief’s stead I hear ululations and noise. Sound of bul and the song of home...Abiiii..ro I can feel it alive; the fertile smell of the forest, the earth and the sound of home afar. Bende nurwaka adier... motherland I return.
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