This land is not my home

This land will never be my home,

I mean home should be filled with love

And laughter

Home should bring hope to hopeless souls,

Home should be where we find peace,

Home should mend our broken hearts,

This land is not my home

This land will never be my home.

What kind of home that brings us misery and pain,

What kind of home that brings us grief and

Emptiness?

What kind of home that keeps on breaking our

Hearts,our souls, our everything into million of

Pieces?

What kind of home that is full of heartless people,

Hypocrites and haters?

What kind of home where we’re suppose to sell

Our souls in search of success?

People are dying like flies everyday,

People are suffering from poverty,

People are killing themselves everyday,

People are criticizing each other,

Oh what kind of home this?

This land is really not my home and

It will never be my home.