CANADA DAY
Poem by Chan Mongol
Walking in the flood, desert and sand;
Pain of Nomadic came to an end!
I found Canada, my decent home;
My Castle, Temple, Mecca, Rome! !
Here, many nationals grow one;
Narrow nationalism is bygone!
Water from Pacific and Atlantic;
Make soul-body very authentic! !
High profiled spirit, distinct dignity;
Truth, Justice, purity and honesty!
Surpassing land, food and fresh air;
All way rich is my North Hemisphere! !
With greens, fruits, the breeze blows;
The snow falls and water flows!
Wealth, award, gift and fortune;
Easy to get and busy to patron! !
Walking in the flood, desert and sand;
Pain of Nomadic came to an end!
I found Canada, my decent home;
My Castle, Temple, Mecca, Rome! !
Greater growth has my Canadian soil!
Optimum harvest, no harder toil!
The luck should be in favor, to be here!
To earn-settle from starving fear! !
After the journey, traveling, hardship a lot!
The final frontier, the true NORTH I got!
Here, breathing is pure, no pollution!
In comparison to dusty horizon! !
Crossing oceans and critical passages!
I declared liberty and human heritage!
Ice Age! Stone Age! Deep darkness!
None in cages and no more as pages! !
Canada honored me, gave me a passport!
For freely touring from coast to coast!
An ideal land in definition of a Country!
Feet are here free in the world's boundary! !
Greater growth, my Canadian soil!
Optimum harvest and no harder toil!
The luck should be in favor, to be here!
To earn-settle from starving fear! !
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