home of the brave;
like my mom an dad
who gave their livelihood
to buy my future
in your ‘greener’ pastures
land of the free
well that part is still a question
red white and blue
i’m glad i got to meet you
green red and yellow
lone central star
you birthed me, held me, taught me.
yet i left you for ‘greener’ lands
red white and blue
i’m glad i got to meet you
but on days as this
i miss the air that is home
the pitter-patter of my young heart
the feeling of belonging
oh red white and blue
though you treat me well
most times at least,
a piece of me is buried home
in green tropics
one star, one people
united by blood
under the generous sun
Akanji 