Matt Hamilton on Nostr: No man, no madness, though their sad power may prevail, can posses, conquer my ...

No man, no madness,
though their sad power may prevail, can posses, conquer my country's heart; they rise to fail.

She is eternal, long before nation's lines were drawn.
When no flags flew, when no armies stood, my land was born.

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She is the constant, we who don't care.

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I cross over borders but I'm still there now.

Let man's petty nations tear themselves apart.
My land's only borders lie around my heart.

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It's about people and culture, not nations/politics.