I Cry for My Fatherland

  A poem by Simon N.
I cry a river in the land of the free.

I cry for the hills and sea I left behind,
      for the grand mountain being stripped of its majesty,
      for little daisies yearning to catch a ray of sunshine.

I cry for the people who thirst for freedom,
      for bosom friends who seek true liberty,
      for young children who face an uncertain future.

I cry a river for my fatherland -- the land of the unfree.

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