Home, a name close to heart
but far in distance.
I want to get there at this instance.
Here I'm free but stressful,
Alienated.
At home, I am pampered but constrainted.
My heritage surfaced,
Like dumplings in boiling water
I miss the pleasures of my own culture.
My people. My past.
Despite the possibility of being tamed ,
Let me suffocate with enjoyment.
I'll be returning to where I belong--
My Promised Land.