I Love My Land Poem by Mysia Hayling

I Love My Land

Rating: 5.0

I love my land
I eat by the sweat of my hand
the hot sun God made my body to stand
the rain and I go together like beach and sand.

Nothing feels sweeter than eating what I grow
instead of foreign products to swallow.
We keep the money inside
When I invest in the plantation outside.

Wipe that foreign taste out of your mouth
Let local be the one you can't do without
work the piece of land in your yard
don't sell it, rent it when you get tired
The land is the strength of the black man
The harvest is sweeter by the hand.

Tuesday, October 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: work
Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 28 October 2014

I love my land... nice line you must always as there is no other way to love motherland and local friends

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Mysia Hayling 10 January 2017

thanks very much Mehta for your comments

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 17 October 2014

A poem that is the troll of nations particularly developing nations..but it is right thing to yield or produce the thing within own land it avoides dependency nice one

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Mysia Hayling 10 January 2017

thanks very much for your comment Khursheed, much appreciated

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Beautiful poem. But loving one's country does not mean hating others. "Loka Samasto Sukhino Bhavantu

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Sylvia Frances Chan 14 January 2022

Self supporting is independent living, eating the results of own land (ground) .I like your poem very much, dear poet. The operson who loves his own piece of ground/land is a very happy person full of satisfaction.5 Stars

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Sarah Shahzad 06 December 2019

fantastic piece of writing..! great words, like it. pleez do comment/ review/ write your thoughts on my site.. :)

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Carl Roussell 13 April 2018

You can feel the love for your country and countrymen in this poem. I gave it a 10!

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Chinedu Dike 18 January 2016

An insightful depiction of dignity in labour and deep patriotic feelings towards motherland, well articulated and elegantly penned in lovely rhyme scheme with conviction. Indeed the blackman is blessed with arable fertile land fit for agriculture - a natural endowment that could make a whole lot of difference. Thanks for sharing Mysia. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Mysia Hayling 10 January 2017

thanks very much chinedu I did read mandela the immortal icon.

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