Thy Land Poem by Dona Jean

O Hail! the land of the Orient seas,
Arise and a-set after the sun-kissed-
The floor filled of history 'after apiece;
Captain stirred on chaotic abode to bliss.

Before eyes the Pearl of Orient arise;
At dawn failed then emerged wounded cries
In the middle of battle defeated guys;
Nation faith on the raiders of east lies
A frame 120 years of painful prize;
At the hand of westerners ancestors dies.

Raiders after raiders conquer thy land
White people amiable do hidden plan,
To sit at the bowl of paradise like a caveman;
Yet 'nother war lasted thrice years began,
In the hand of white people the bogeyman
Sovereign land seek freedom but came sea of japan.

Slavery, pillage, famine, prisoners, death!
Poverty, abuse, corruption, Death March out of breath!
Indios opposed against Nippon story told-
Ended after disastrous war Indios gain foothold.

Amendment concluded between nation,
Thy land! At last in peace such strange elation;
Here commence anew national foundation.
Of pioneering babyboomer legation.

Twenty first century liberation at hand-
Threatened by lawless CCP brigand
Acting high n' mighty in command
Conquering not theirs, this is OUR LAND.
Won't watch and wave this brewing feud on sand
This is Indio land not CCP's land