Where is my country?
Where is my nation?
I am searching for its services, still yet, I'm sitting
Under her antenna
The house was built giantly, by her giants
Fathers whom are the course of our giant dilemma! ! !
Our map cut across our continent
Yet we have no land because of our political greediness! ! !
Our people cut across our race yet our population is not
Recognize! ! !
Because of the bombing and killing, in my searching country
Where is this giant Wale in ant looking form?
The very man that his voices are heard all over the world
But still yet, it is not echoing! ! !
I am seeing still yet, I cannot lead!
I am hearing still yet, I cannot answer! !
I am feeling still yet, I cannot respond! ! !
My country is lost, still yet, I can see
Men celebrating in victory! ! ! !
And that is why in this;
Angle, I can see and fell our stumble, fumble
That led to our bobble, bungle, bumble
For that reason, I am still asking where is my country?
As I Can only hear
Painted promises upon the canvass of our mind
Action has loose it stance! ! !
Many people are uncertain of their status, as you seem to be. A fascinating poem, your first posting on this website. Welcome to Poem Hunter!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow!