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God Bless Rwanda

Beautiful land, hills, and valleys and even the lakes,
Everything so attractive to fell in love with,
My nation so peaceful with the nice people all around,
Unity, harmony and understanding each other are our major keys.

Our leaders are the kings and queens of centuries,
They feel worried when they see us living miserably and suffering,
God gave my republic everything in order to maintain its good people and beauty among us,
We feel ashamed for where we acted abnormal dear homeland.

I like it when my old man tells me of the past, wish you too they do utter,
My youth we work hard to develop as well as our beloved nation,
Heavenly father blessed us because he knew where we had come from and avoid turning back,
We keep on moving to our future that we know only holds good and better for us.

Dignity and prosperity is our motto,
My best leaders keep on telling us this day and night in order to prevent me from being abusive and arrogant or cruel for my motherland,
I hate disappointing you my beloved one,
We, the ancestors, heroes and legends are your children we won’t bear for those that curse and wish you bad,
Just wanting to destroy your nature and beauty,
 I will never give-up on you at any cost.

Am struggling for you and always will do, 
Ride with you into wars and get injured or die at most,
Will never rest knowing you’re at your worst unless you’re safe for me and the next thousands of generations that you will deliver my significant one.

I feel like crying or should I scream because you make us all proud dear good land,
Heard that everybody wishes to call you his/her motherland yet you gave birth to few but the entire universe is fighting to have at least a bit of your sweetness. Wont judge any but we and them love and adore you to the fullest and till then.
God bless the universe, people and my Rwanda.

Copyright © Morris Murenzi | Year Posted 2020

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