This poem depicts the call of a country to it’s people to come back to their homeland and live in harmony. This is an original creation. Please contact me for copyrights.
Nation
Home is where you belong to
When you feel the land pulls you down
The winds stop you from flying
Kin smile at you on a Sunday lunch
And stand by you by every flinch
Would you feel likewise far away from home?
Bet you never will
Because your country loses its son
Cries silently, unknowing to share
The feeling troubles its belly
And so does it recover really
Come back, as it yearns for you
‘Cause it has fed you
Time has come you fed it
‘Cause it is your mission
This Is Your Nation.
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