Back home

Back home, we were brothers, side by side,

Sharing dreams under the African sky.

I showed you how to hustle, how to fight to survive,

When the world said no, I helped you stay alive.

You had no food, I gave you my plate,

No roof, I opened my gate.

Didn’t do it for praise or fame,

Just wanted to see you win the game.

But the moment that plane touched down,

Everything changed somehow.

You forgot the nights we starved together,

Now you act like you don’t know me ever.

When we got to Europe, you turned your back,

Forgot who taught you how to stand like that.

I gave my heart, my time, my name,

And you walked away like it’s all a game.

When we got to Europe…

You forgot who you were.

I paid your rent when you had none,

Fed your family like they were my own.

Now you walk in designer clothes,

But your heart feels cold as stone.

I don’t regret what I’ve done,

But it hurts to see what you’ve become.

I thought loyalty meant the same to you,

Guess I was blind to the truth.

When we got to Europe, you turned your back,

Forgot who taught you how to stand like that.

I gave my heart, my time, my name,

And you walked away like it’s all a game.

When we got to Europe…

You forgot who you were.

I never wanted anything,

Just a brotherhood that would never fade.

But money changes faces,

And greed rewrites the promises we made.

Still, I wish you well from far away,

Hope you find peace one day.

But deep inside I’ll always know —

Who was real before the glow.

When we got to Europe…

You forgot who