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There, Was a Country
When across the land, water flowed And on top of the hut, the cock crowed  When under the moon, dreams were hope And in pursuit of good, they never stop...., There, was a country When cries heard, were of sucking babies And the speech of our lords were glad tidings When man of the cloth, search of God wisdom And those we crowned, toiled to feed our kingdom...., There, was a country When plough shares, worked the ground And in sweat, fists were never clinched When the land to the nation brought forth grain And the fists of fathers, never caused pain...., There, was a country When drums were of dance and praise of gods And voices of mothers were sounds that soothe our souls When in dark night, the land was with light And in day, evil was never hid from nature's bright...., There was a country When the wind blew our flag high with pride And the death of our heroes would bring grief countrywide When those of the east would long to meet our king And of the west, would feed from our pastures green...., There, was a country But now here we stand..., Without a vesture of covering  Our streams, crimson and our streets, a chotic tide Youths fighting Fathers toiling Mothers wailing Politics, a canker to our economy
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