A place where
I grew up
A place where
That i call
Home
A place that’s neither
Kind nor harsh
A place where experience
Comes heavy intelligence
Is needed to
Survive
A place that smells
Of street food
Sounds of
Cars and people
On the street
A place of
hardship and love
To whoever has your
Back
This place is
my home
And my back will
Never be turned
I will never secede
From my home
I will stay true
To my home
My home
Is what made me
My home
Is what raised me
My home
Is
My home
And i greet it with
a
Smile and memory