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Friday 30 November 2012

This Land of my Birthright



The land of silk and hefty money,
Flowın’ with milk and plenty honey;
Of finest wine
From celestial vine;
Blessed with soil
Rich in rock oil,
Is this land of my birthright.

The land of no din,
Where every man a kin
And none put on the spin;
The place of glory
Where virtue did tarry
Is this land of my birthright.

Piety, pacifism, pluralism proclaimed the
Patriarchs of this tropical paradise;
Cohesion, conciliation, conscience
The core of their creeds;
High-minded heroes who held high
The hard line of honesty
In this land of my birthright.

Alas! my land is now home to the deprived:
See how scores scramble for a loaf!
Men of valour
Livin’ in squalour,
Their lives dipped in misery
Like they never made history
In this land of my birthright.

Pity the land of unity to
A battlefield turned,
Cains slayin’ Abels in a
Land whose flag a symbol of peace.

Worse, worse than Sodom,
Tyranny is king,
Folly his adviser;
Corruption is the treasurer;
Gay is the lawmaker,
Lawlessness at its nadir,
In this land of my birthright.

One prayer I have O God;
Grant it me so I shall a happy soul die:
Help me a Nehemiah to be,
So my name shall never perish
In this land of my birthright.
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