MY FATHER'S HOME WAS MY COUNTRY
In my home, I enjoyed my full country;
Outer home was somebody else's territory!
But they seized my home and cut my trees;
And controlling my heart, veins, arteries!
Adding my home and constructed their country;
And they forced me to give them the slavery!
Who gave me the life and who is the only father?
Who is the source of my country alias family in the nature?
For some, I may sound weird and they may not agree in the community;
But without the father, there is no life, no country, no true family!
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