MY LAND

Tribute to my nation on the republic day

MY LAND
The land which gave me a helping hand,
Each time I fell down, unable to stand,
The reason I rise again, my friend,
Is to serve my land till the very end.

What I dream of, both day and night,
Is to hold the flag with all my might.
To see it soar in the greatest height,
And save my land in every fight.

The day I find the whimest thrill,
I'll climb the tallest mountain hill,
And shout to the world with unshaken will:
"I'll die for my land with the happiest dil."

Author's Note

ignore the simplicity, what do you think about my land?