My Land

This is my land I love it so

Just as much as you.

But you say I don’t belong here

That I can never be true blue.

You tell me this is your land

it’s beauty yours to claim.

my ancestry you disregard

but isn’t yours the same.

This land was once a barren place

untouched by all mankind.

Your people came from o’er the sea

Just the same as mine.

We both have fought to keep her free

our love will never bend.

It’s history forged in mateship

lives lost her to defend.

Against those who would defile her

as they tried in days of old..

We cannot change the history

but her futures ours to mould.

We now come from many countries

from places near and far.

Bringing with us differing cultures

and that’s what makes us who we are.

We cannot change what happened in the past

for there can be no turning back.

But our lives are joined to mould the future

for those who follow down the track.

Six generations now precede me

and still my family line does swell.

I respect your history and your dreamtime

so should you do with mine as well..

So don’t tell me that I don’t belong

that this is not my land.

Don’t try and change the things I cherish

and just extend a loving hand.

And join with me to celebrate

for both, this is our land of birth.

Just be proud that we all live in

the greatest place on earth.

AUSTRALIA.

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Published by Nelle

I am interested in writing short stories for my pleasure and my family's but although I have published four family books I will not go down that path again but still want what I write out there so I will see how this goes

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