I’m stuck with my imagination.
Waiting for the particular nation
that will accept who I am
without question,
accept my talent and passion.

I dream about it every day.
A nation that will guide me
past my mistakes.
A nation willing to hand out,
without greed for the taking.
A nation that will stand still
without shaking.

Beyond there!
This might happen anywhere.
In just few minutes,
imagination took me somewhere.
But I still have this burden
keeping me nowhere.
I know you may be saying
I understand your situation
and it’s the same here.