Best Native Land Poems

And in my dream-  I am a native girl,
I stand on a high cliff soaring above;
    the wind is whirling,
 ...

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The island
	Once naive 
now tainted 
by the winds of change
	Once native
now giving birth 
to a race of diverse cultures
	Once a peaceful place
now disturbed
by a rapid...

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You probably don't think much of me
save for the season of spring
when your lawn litters itself
with giant over-buttered popcorn

(birds that think they can sing,
supersonic sneezes?
those...

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Reflecting in her garden sits a winsome little maid;
She holds a purple flower like the circlet that she made
And wrapped about her braids to grace...

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September of my youth. Romance – a rose -
bloomed larger and more beautifully than
all other roses I had ever seen
or that I’ve yet to ever...

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Blessed with ingenuity, he fought advancing tyranny
That stormed the sea in twenty-three  great warships sailing furiously.

That day, October twenty-first, saw Admiral Nelson at his...

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Nightmares, jungles, blood on hands
Unjust war in distant lands
Scars that no one else can see
Memories doing battle with his sanity
Off to war, a rich man’s...

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Upon the green hills of Cymru
I stand arrested by the veiw
of cryptic sea and ancient shore 
that stood ten thousand years before
they met my callow...

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I remember that Sunday night 
When I got the call from my Mom
She called to let us know
My brother was wounded in Vietnam
I went to...

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I came first but you did not write me in history
You made me mute, invisible, estranged
From my own heredity and great memory
With the slivering tongue...

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O Canada

O for the Canada I once knew

Glorious and free

Our home and native land

From far and wide

We stand on guard for thee

O Canada

O for the...

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I sing the songs of my native land
My heart yearns for her every day
But I have found freedom in America
Where no one can ever take...

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In the realm of promise, Mindanao stands,
My native land, where dreams are born,
Yet soaked in innocent blood, her soil cries,
The promises many, yet few are...

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Argent moons myriad known, beneath an endless zenith sky
When hotter suns unaltered and stars ruled as aperture fever of a night
Around a fire this Naabeeho...

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They can be seen through the bars and behind the glass
Some have fancy patterns and others with stripes
They run and hide so they can’t be...

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