EPIC IRONY

 

my land is smooth and green

my land is fertile

my land has ancient stories

my land is rich

my land has issues, created by outside winds

my land tastes of the blood of the innocent, through bullets and knieves

influenced by the western winds,

bringing in these threats in exchange for the minerals and wealth in my land.

my land will wake up fro this ignorance

my land will close its ears to all negetive wispers from the western wind

my land, i remember, is fertile

my land is waking up out of this terror:it is my prayer

my land, will find its ancient roots again: it is a reality

my land, will soon rule the western winds:its our duty

my land, all the 54 portions will unit and rise again

 

EPIC IRONY

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