Lamenting Patriot
Oh dear motherland I have escaped Not because you didn’t have space for me Nor did the smell and spice spite me Oh dear mother, although you are pure, My elder brothers are not so… Air so heavy, leaves covered in dust Fear of being stamped, or being surrounded by lust… Has pushed me away from you, oh Mother.. But I can hear your voice and the troubled waters Lashing at you, making you writhe in pain.. Don’t know, by hurting you, who’s to gain? I am not the bravest of your daughters Who will fight back on one drop of your blood I have naïve eyes and an innocent heart Not in your arms, but I will avenge your past With knowledge that is free..Belief which is strong Much before the revered lord, I will come Maybe not to take the guns off your back But, to get some of your lost glory back Mere ailments make you seem weak Which have been accentuated by dishonest freaks Not so brave, but with power of the mind Till my best I am goi...