Home

I have been away for long,

Away from the land where I belong,

Because your home is more beautiful than mine,

Because it gives me the oppurtunity to shine,

In my chosen field.

Because it fulfils my every need

So i stay here, but i live not.

My homeland is a poor place,

Where everyone is caught in the rat race.

It isnt beautiful to behold,

But it is warm, not cold.

It fulfils only my need for meals

And I only know it feels

Like home to me.

When you tell me what I already know,

That it has been a long time and that I should go,

I am offended.

My reasons for stayin