Heart of My Land

Underneath this old roof, I stand tall,

Feeling the heartbeat of my land,

With every breath, I hear the call,

To stay strong, to take a stand.

From the shadows of the bamboo trees,

Rooted deep in history,

I carry the stories of my ancestors,

Resilient, free, still standing tall.

Every scar, every line on my face,

Speaks of struggles, a heritage,

With pride, I embrace this space,

This is my home, my sacred place.

We rise, we fight, under the sun,

Connected by the land, everyone,

Through storms and rains, we stay one,

In the heart of our home, we're never gone.

Hands up, to the sky, reaching high,

Dreaming big, no fear in our eyes,

This is our time, under these vast skies,

With hope and love, we’ll always rise.

So here I am, standing proud and free,

Carrying the spirit of my family,

In this home, eternally,

Together, we'll shape our destiny.