As river is important,
And wilderness beguiles,
Then my blood allies these borders
And my body its square miles;
The history of resistance
That is layered in the land,
The keeping of the distance
And the staking of command;
The honour of being brought up
Amongst truly useful stock,
The need to keep a sword up
To protect them from attack.
The church may change its maker,
And its sponsor breakaway,
But it’s earned my undertaking
To defend it from bad faith,
And though the area is greater
Than more populated states,
I will spread my self like water
In defence should they dilate.
For if not for soil and solitude,
And keeping sure the truth,
Then what of our interlude
If failed the dreams of youth.
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