I will never run away from my fatherland
In a flimsy of any excuses
If there be no water here
I will drink my tears
And still pursue a myriad of river valleys
I see littered in the land
I will never look for a cold visa
Away from the warmth of this land
And in this large expanse of land
I will cultivate patriotism.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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This poem may be small but impact it makes is not small in any way. One who loves his or her country will gladly suffer hardships rather than to run away to docile lands. Thanks.