A reblog for a friend who desperately wants to come home to South Africa but cannot due to the COVID-19 concerns.
Ssdly it is what it is.
One has to stay “home” and stay safe.
So as I shut my eyes to sleep, they fill with tears,
for my homeland I weep
For its not just dust or dirt or stone,
it’s the land I belong to; it was my home!
And as long as I breathe upon this plain,
I will always feel this searing pain
Of a life that I had, and cherished and loved,
it was snatched from me this home that I loved
For wherever I lay my head in this world,
and whatever problems to me are hurled
It will never matter as much as home,
because away from my land I feel so alone
Not that I don’t have family or kin,
but it’s the place I miss; I have it within
My soul and being, my presence,
it’s me! and I will want to return for all eternity
And one day I will,
and this I assure, as…
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