My Nation

My nation, my home land

My beloved mother land

Made by many a brave men

Who bled to death for us to live

And sacrificed for us to survive

Sun shines free in greenery,

Moon light smiles in the twilight.

All can pray and feel free

just as they want to be.

Our land of treasure is plundered upon,

By its own inheritance,

In successive repetition

With no recluse nor repentance.

How long are we to tolerate?

How long before we awake?

How can we bring to realize?

If not saved now,God forbid,

We might witness its sad demise.