For England Again

I stand upon the hilltop
And stare across this land
A mongrel bred democracy
Held within my hand

This realm it brings me certainty
Identity and faith
History modernity
That nothing can replace

Just like its farmland landscape
Its people weathered too
Toughened by past battles
But readied for the new

Have no doubts my brother
Say what you might say
I trust in ancient wisdoms
Deep hidden in the clay

 

SAM_0208-1

 

 
Hell, I love this country!

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