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My passport was my ticket,
As I climbed aboard the plane.
Guitar across my shoulder,
Adventure in my veins.
The world has been my hometown,
In the year I just walked through,
(Villanelle)
Half my blood and spirit comes from that place
A final result from seeds of heroes
Cultivating pride like a rice terrace
Calamities killing us all as one
Part I
The very inspiration began on a seventh day
Of the eight month of the year 2013 AD
A class by a master on translations
Triggering him to reveal a historic place
Unknown much, a place so great
We make your shiny TVs and your shiny phones.
We make your pretty shoes and stitch your pretty clothes.
You pick and choose what pieces of our cultures you adopt
And you sneer at what you don't understand
The Far East nation I am from
My mama, my papa, my ancestral race
Im told I am good
At math I am good
Algebra describes me
While basketball describes him
I am more than what I am told