You've put thousands of curses on your homeland,
endless praises you give for that other place,
the one, where you expect to disembark one day.
Tired of poverty, you know those many a way,
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May your pathways be blessed... that's what I only want.. please don't misunderstand me.
ONE: I cite your SECOND stanza dear Dr. Riza: Don't curse our land, I say, don't cause pain; land is the word, the root that sprouts from the heart it's your mom and dad, your sister and brother, it's your vein,
I just found this poem by going to your poemsite, Dr. Riza. This is an amazing great very impressing poem about your Albania, I will read time and again.5 Stars TOP Score, please di write a lot more, your words are powerful deep meaning words
TWO: it is a neighbor, a friend, and each drop of rain that knocks on the pane to bring mom's longing inside. So very true, this is your Homeland, we must be loyal to our Homeland, fascinating concluding lines. My great appreciation for this beautiful powerful poem