Independence
Like the lions, we form a massive pride.
We can step forward, and take a long stride.
Behold a brighter sun rising in the east.
The colonials’ rule over our land has ceased.
Their laws governing us have been forced to rescind.
See our new flag waving steadily in the wind.
We are people with a future that will be glorious.
We ask the rest of the world to recognize us.
All should be proud of our accomplishments.
Hear ye; we proclaim this state of independence.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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