Keep wandering on
Settle in when I gotta
Don’t know when the rest of the world
Won’t appeal
It’s surreal
How much left I have yet
To discover
I miss all my friends
I miss mostly my mother
Remembering eons ago
I was little
The details surrounding my childhood
Riddles
But still she sends me
With a package
Of skittles
It’s simple to dwell
On how long I’ll be gone
In the African Union
Departure at dawn