A struggle in native land
Deprived of basic needs
Lack of education
Drove me away to an unknown land
I came with an empty pocket
And i believed in the land I land my foot on
A land of fortune it was called
Malaya was its name then
Now after fifty years of independence
Its glows with pride and dignity
With the name of Malaysia
A land of diverse culture and religion
A land called Borneo with lush greenery
With abundant flora and fauna
It has one of the tallest building in the world
One of the longest bridge in the world
Has produced world class squash players like Nicol David
Malaysia is truly Asia
And thats what I know
About the land I call my mother land now
I am a Malaysian
I say and a Happy 50th Independence Day.
I agree with Kee, you are indeed a patriotic poet Sutha.10 for you then.
very good way poem made by a born talent see her blooms of words flow Now after fifty years of independence Its glows with pride and dignity With the name of Malaysia A land of diverse culture and religion A land called Borneo with lush greenery
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh my dear Sutha, Trying to impress others by saying that you are indeed a Malaysian, eh! ! I know exactly what you are trying to say here..because obviously we are in the same boat..Nice one... By the way, since when you are so patriotic...lol...Keep writing... With love, who else...K.Poornima...