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.
Copyright © Otieno Ouma | Year Posted 2023
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