My National Pride

I've often thought about

The men where I came from

And times ago

Their sons, these days, are found

In US and Britannia care

And as I think about

In my mother's eyes I look and see the story there

It's a knowledge of beauty in these days rare

Go west, go west young man

West of hollow words and all that lies there

Go west, I'II sing an air

For all the previous

Wild black curly hair

For what use is anything

If I don't have the wisdom and warmth

Of my past generations

If I need strength

To take bad on

I just look back to

Where I came from

I look back where I came from

I've had respect, money and love

I've denied my beautiful heritage

Gone away from my roots and come back home again

I gave away my individuality

And listened to the "now" generation

When really I'm not one of those

But love has brought me closer to the truth and right now

I couldn't be any closer

To love your father is a fulfilling thing

My national pride is a personal pride