Luyện nghe bài hát I Travel Home

I travel home to remember the of morning
I choose the evening to pray I remember as it is
For when the city
the sound of the green-line trolley cars and skyscrapers
Surround my senses diminishing this of my imagination

I will remember
The and the night time
I will remember red on bare feet
My skin sticky in the sun
My hair untamed wool
I will remember the air thick of

I will remember my mother in the
And the children she for
I will see them once as they play
Peeking at me from the in the doorway

I remember my aunti-- her famous Jeloff rice
Asking me in flawless Ishan tongue
"Ofure...Onegbe?"...How is everything...you're too skinny"
And I, struggling to up, clumsily responding
"Butayay aunti?" That means, I don't know you just said

I will the market place
The women smoked corn and plantain
The taste of and egusi
The sound of pounding yam
oranges from the Arrimogiga farm

When Boston lights mask the majesty of my favorite constellations
I remember the moon...
and smiling
Because I am a
As if she knows I am
Invested to write about it
because I am a poet
I remember the unseen

The homeless and the beggars, the wanderers,
People trying to survive
Children roadside selling cell and unwanted trinkets
I will the local roads
Beaten and by rain and time
Huts built beside a 15 hotel skyrise
So many having so
with others living with nothing
But the on their backs
And the of poverty crushing their
of tomorrow

I leave my rose colored glasses
In my grandfather's
Because when my plane finally lands back in
I to believe that Nigeria changes me every time
These moments teach me how to recognize what we take for
Constant electricity and water
Hospitals on corner
The opportunity to beyond our native borders
These are the details risk a fate of becoming lost or forgotten
Like of the morning
For when the city
When the sound of the green-line trolley cars and
Surrounds my senses diminishing this of my imagination
I remember this
I need to this