My Land Poem by welkin siskin

A well-off land in the distant afar,
In the thick of two swarming nation is my cloud cuckoo land,
A never-never land of countless star,
Beaming jubilantly and, forever shall it stand?
By the strong rubble of levees.

My land is the white night of Nature's lost greenery,
Taken under wing by an adamant dome of Sun's rays.
And remained infinite in joys and the Savior's bless.
Unearthly beauty, wisdom and perfection its rare features
True-blue and dutiful are its creatures

My vivid song echoes through my heart for my land where I born;

Where I have allegiance of loyalties always shown;
Where my melody of sensibilities whisper its song
And where I always long
To reach in that scenic joy of her love
My land so beloved!