Luyện nghe bài hát I Travel Home

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

I remember this
The silence and the night
I will remember red sand on bare
My skin glistening in the sun
My hair like wool
I will remember the air thick of

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

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

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

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

The and the beggars, the roadside wanderers,
People trying to survive
Children roadside selling cell phones and trinkets
I will remember the roads
Beaten and eroded by and time
Huts built beside a 15 story skyrise
So many so much
Neighbors with others living nothing
But the on their backs
And the realities of poverty crushing
Promises of

I behind my rose colored glasses
In my village
Because when my plane finally lands in Boston
I want to believe that changes me every time
These moments teach me how to what we take for granted
Constant and clean water
Hospitals on corner
The opportunity to rise our native borders
These are the details that risk a fate of becoming lost or
Like sounds of the
For when the returns
When the sound of the trolley cars and skyscrapers
Surrounds my senses diminishing version of my imagination
I will this
I need to this