We're one

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I’m not a poet but sometimes my pen drives me to write a verse or two. These lines were composed in 2012. When it comes to my motherland Sri Lanka, my heart swells with pride and dignity. I’m ever thankful for my beloved country. Let it be an international cricket match or an event that representing Sri Lanka, my hands would raise up wishing nothing but victory. This is my country, the place I was born, my parents were born and my grandparents were born. This is my country where my ancestors sacrificed their lives as patriots. This is my country where I’ll raise my children to respect and love, like their own skin. Nobody can shovel down my throat the thought of being an alien for this land. We together fought for justice and we together will achieve more hurdles. This will remain to be the paradise on earth and I will not be a reason for its destruction, inshaAllah. 

There is always love
That you and I will have
There is always a place for the land
We dwell with pride holding our hands
We are born to be together
A family we are of one mother
This love cannot be stolen
Or will never be broken
Whispering meadows
Gently blowing winds
Beautiful fields
Laced with golden beads
Brooks gently flowing down to the seas
Unfolding stories
Of a proud history

O’ mother of beauty
There’s a place in our heart
That whispers our love for you
O’ mother of dignity
There’s a place in our heart
That pledges our loyalty to you
There’s a dream
Conceived in our hearts
There’s a beam of hope
that will never cease
For a better tomorrow
With no sorrow

We were meant to be one
And shine like the Sun
Born together
To be much stronger
Holding our hands
To protect our land
With differences
Yet as adherents
We are meant to be one
And shine like the sun
Sharing love
You and I have
For the mother
Who bore us in together

O’ mother of beauty
There’s a place in our heart
That whispers our love for you
O’ mother of dignity
There’s a place in our heart
That pledges our loyalty to you
There’s a dream
Conceived in our hearts
There’s a beam of hope
that will never cease
For a better tomorrow
With no sorrow

03-02-2012
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