Often they ask “Do you plan to go home?”
My mind rebels at the thought that this isn’t one.
To live in this nation, for so many, a privilege to be won.
Long and hard the arduous road;
A right to love and build here a humble abode.
Often they ask “Do you plan to go home?”
My mind rebels at the thought that this isn’t one.
To live in this nation, for so many, a privilege to be won.
Long and hard the arduous road;
A right to love and build here a humble abode.