Ode to my country

The flight of wisdom and glory
One that is not capable by the highest might 
My country has been through a plight 
My place has faced a grieve 
A memory hard to leave 

I gaze upon it's structure
And it's rigid rupture 
The cause of mistake 
Is something that not all make 

The blue of the twilight 
And the main cause of the glum height 
Were the English who were the invades
Mean enough to set a trap perfectly laid

Copyright © Hafala Hajara | Year Posted 2018