This is the Promised Land
But nobody ever promised her to me

Why is this Promised Land
And what does she have
More than my homeland

Come to the Promised Land all of you
I promise you
Here you will be a foreigner today
Like in the homeland

Where you will be a foreigner
It does not matter

Do not mourn the homeland
In the Promised Land
Because here the sky sheds tears
You don’t

Ibrahim Honjo, From my poetry book “Enigma from the Stone,” Publish America 2010.