Nostalgia

Oh mighty Gods of my clan what crime did i commit that i should be banned my mother's face i can not see and near my tribesmen i could not be Strange ways and practices i am condemed to observe my local traditions and customs i cannot preserve Dreams of coconut trees and sandy beaches floats in my head but traffic jams and snowstorm is what i get instead Peanut butter soup, kola nuts and palm wine is all i crave from Africa, beautiful Africa home of the brave