Open Letter

Will I make it home?

I don’t really know

Will I make it home?

Only God knows

I can’t see em coming down my eyes

So I gotta make the pen cry

Cant cry these tears when you abroad

Stuck in traffic

But this time It’s not Outering road

Not to my tiny apartment

The building’s depressing the sun is scorching

Just left work the road is crazy it rained for the first time in months streets are muddy

I hid from everyone for more than a decade and a half

I took of my mask they were shocked to see im human

Shocked to see I bleed

Blood turns red when the mind vague

There must be another path that doesn’t lead to hell

Singing Akon Locked up

How do I get out of this cell?

Before my skin turns pale no garnier

Wish I had some help when I was 21 and the resources came

Im trying live my life like the classic Pulp fiction

Left everything walked away

Young afrikan on a mission

Am I crazy or ambitious?

You call it obsession to me it’s pure passion

My auntie said come home we miss you but why didn’t you bid us bye. She embraced her arms after years of being apart like im her own son.

The text message dropped tears I cant reimburse

Please don’t be concerned, they can’t mess me the light

Like Mathew 5 Im gonna let it shine

Days without church makes you question Faith

Coz the only pope that you run into are more Olivia than Francis

My cousin quit his corporate job to work as a janitor

I'm proud of him from leaving a toxic place

mental health comes first he spoke to me

Sometimes I wish I was as strong as him

When did we let money define us?

We are new gen immigrants

We didn’t come abroad to flex and be a bunch of nobodies

You can’t cry these tears when you’re in the diaspora

Follow your heart bro even tho it’s scattered you got Deg and you got me and your two little sisters look up to you

How am I big bro when I look up to you?

Damn

My friend stuck in Europe cant go back home

Everyone back home thinks she’s living the high life

The ticket keeps going up

You know how flights be

Who’s gonna provide for the people that’s providing ?

Stressed out another migrain

Not trying to be a savior but felt the pain

I can’t see em coming down my eyes

So I gotta make the pen cry.