Disculpas a mi País

I have traveled thousands of miles to see my home.

5,295 miles.

8,521 kilometers.

 

Familiar faces, food, streets, buildings,

music, expressions, language, accent, slang,

 

Familiar life.

 

Nevertheless, I left.

 

So I am sorry.

I do not know your pledge of allegiance,

Or your national anthem.

 

I cannot name your twenty-three provinces.

Or the number of amendments in your constitution.

 

I cannot speak every single word with confidence.
But one day, I will.

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