MY MOTHER LAND

We in our foolish self, had tore our pride
before, all men and before foes. we rented our garments the revealed our shame.

We have shorted the lips of justice and crippled, the world of peace, and had locked her in a donjon. for no cause, but foolishness.

We had made mockery of our mother, who nurtured and care for. we had robbed her of her desaved Peace and detained her justice. all for our self-defense.

our country has turn into a filed of circus without laughter, but a filed of bloody combat. where the strong fall and the weak parish. we're fear is a choice....