We of the Southern Land

We of the Southern Land A hardy bunch hand in hand Together as one you see For the world can be Hard to fathom easily Do you stand together as one Knowing there dangers yet to come Or do you stand with other friends Being strong until the end For others are envious of us here And want all that we hold so dear Our forebears have paid a heavy price for freedom Standing tall against the foe and we shone But we needed our friends then And we’ll need them in the end So we of the Southern land Stand with friends with joint demands. © Paul Warren Poetry