Who said to the people
“when you go home
home will be there
Waiting
Arms akimbo
Who said when you go home
The door will be open
The house will be standing
The trees will be planted on the earth
And the earth will be planted on the ground
Who said there will be a saffron saints waiting at the door singing your praise song
Who said the rite will still be yours to return,
The lands will still be yours
The people will still be yours
Who said the people will be smiling
Who said your sister will look you in the eyes , Smile
And not walk through you
Who said the people will be a people
And they have not set their country on fire
Looking for themselves
Who told you their king will be noble
And when he opens his arms to embrace you
There will not be a knife in his hand
Or it is you he embraces
Who told you, you will be the first to return,
And the ones who have come before you will show you their hand
Who told you when you come home
Home will not be on fire
An you will not be on fire too”
May the ground meet you as you walk.