Short little poem about life in general with a twist.
Earth beneath me
Air around me
Water beside me
Fire that burns within
Love that surrounds
Makes us one
We are the children
That harbors the souls
Of our ancestors.
Look into our eyes and
Witness the past.
The Falcon the Eagle
Birds of prey
Come to and fro
Day after day.
Watching from a distance
We feel proud to know
Once long ago
Our ancestors watched
From the same ground.
One day our nation will
Return
And until then the
Fire burns from
Within…..
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