Luyện nghe bài hát I Travel Home

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

I will remember
The silence and the time
I remember red sand on bare feet
My skin glistening in the sun
My hair like untamed
I will remember the air of Africa

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

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

I will the market place
The women selling corn and plantain
The of moy-moy and egusi
The of Doris pounding yam
Fresh from the Arrimogiga farm

When Boston city lights mask the majesty of my constellations
I will the moon...
Pregnant and
I am a poet
As if she knows I am
Invested enough to write it
because I am a poet
I remember the unseen

The homeless and the beggars, the wanderers,
People just trying to
Children selling cell phones and unwanted trinkets
I will the local roads
Beaten and by rain and time
Huts built beside a 15 story skyrise
So having so much
with others living with nothing
But the hand-me-downs on backs
And the of poverty crushing their
of tomorrow

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