My country, my home to which i belong
may be in poor conditions, not like USA or not like Elegant society home
I belong to my country and my home,
which is safe and happy,
i have seen rich country and rich class home,
but i didnt see safety in those
i am with home i felt loved and cared more than in those
I may not have money now, but money is not my issue
which is richness, i wanted a home which is a ssafe place to live and relax,
I dont need rich and fancy things,
My parents feel i am born to them, and raised me
Now i am returnign their love by staying with them
I wanted my married life my son, who doesnt wish about so
There are so many rich countries
but what i liked and touched me is my country and Iraq, and mid eastern countries
who are fighting to live,
I might not have rich car or crores of rupees worth home, i have
my sisters so small and sweet, we take shelter in this home
and it has become my heaven, it is take care of me
Rich countires though so much rich, there is no safety, enjoy to pleasure any woman,
but i wanted only a simple life, small family,
Jessy Jacob
