Sabaydii,
Here is the continuation of a series ‘Coming home’ entitled
‘nothing left’
Hakphaang,
Industriously
I dragged my tired legs
Across Vientiane
Looking for a place
A sign
Where my tormented heart could rest
Like they say
A city heart
A country soul
Lie in every inch of the soil
You step on
In every air molecule
You breathe in
Still I couldn't take myself to rest
For not a place
Not a sight
Took me in
Told me I was home
Would the Lao forced to leave the country
Centuries before
Once walked on this soil again
Felt the same?
Did their longing hearts
Always itching to come back home
Felt 'this is it'
Their hearts
Their souls
Finally be at home?
Walk on I did
Looking for a hope
An inspiration
Oh Naga
Don't desert me
When I badly need you
Just look at me
Come down from the temple roof
Be with me in me
Give me strength to carry on
Give me courage to be my own self
The way our ancestors did
If nothing left
The heart of the country
The soul of the people
Let me be the carrier
Light the fire long extinguished
Many Lao
Many of your offspring
Are waiting for you
For me
For someone
To blaze the way
Will you so heartless to ignore us
Disappoint us
I for one will be waiting
10.10.03
