When the sky was closing up on me,
I decided to close my eyes.
Not to rest or to be free:
But simply to go back to my roots.
I was welcomed by my own company
For it is where I come from
And it is where I go back to see
That the sky doesn’t have to decide where I am.
People can scar, caught up in an inevitable race
But you are the only person who can triumph
Because where you come from is what empowers you
And that is why my imagination is my native place.