Yearn For Home Poem by Leonard Akwo

No this isn't home
else i shouldn't have to roam
wasting my days in toil
wandering, begging, tilling the soil
home can't void of peace
where goals can't be grabbed with ease

The best of comfort here
is a shadow of all that i hear
of an abode somewhere i don't know
whether high up or right low
and why call it home, if hard to attain
if i have to strife over and over again

Show me home
somewhere real and awesome
not abstract, not illusive
this thought i have long conceived
else i go to the grave
call it home, just being brave

written in calabar, Nigeria