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Distant Things
I think of distant things and start to cry. Why must my heart be grieved by many miles? To place where I was born, I will not fly, for I don't want to lose remembered smiles. The land which I have loved has changed, and now it does not bear the mark of honored grace. I must be covered, and I don't know how to hold back tears from streaming down my face. Where is the school? Where is the gentle stream? With what audacity did they assume that they could confiscate our land, our dream? They took and now our sorrow does consume. Where is the pool? Where are the orchards fine? Remembered are the times we'd swim and play We'd feast on all the fruits and feel sublime No one to harm or take our voice away My country now is not a place to be For freedom is no longer part of life Were I to go, the weight would burden me And I would weep with thoughts of all the strife So distant from my heart my land remains A land that in the sacred Word is praised My childhood memories, this land contains It's flag of freedom in my heart is raised For the Distant Things Contest Sponsor: John Lawless June 12, 2016
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