I Will Be Home Poem by Ernest Makuakua

Hot or Cold
I will be home
Angry or happy
I will be home
Resting or acting
I will be home
Sick or well
I will be home

Flash or spirit
I will be home

See the point is to get home and be home
And I will be home

It may not be today
But eventually I will be home
If I didn't make it today
It only means my dust couldn't rise
Just the spirit could for the dust was too muddy, heavy and coldy
Sorry
But I will be home soon

You see I'm the writer but not the planner
Neither will I be decider
I'm the created
REMEMBER!
I'm a LIVER
So there's danger

The street was too near
Knife too close
Bullet too fast
Car over the Speed limit
Body Exhausted
Therefore
Too slow
And so low
Now down and silent

Shh
I WILL BE HOME