As the door closes on another England Chapter A sterling effort far from disaster A first major final in fifty-five years Jubilant voices replaced by tears But we've come along way in such a short time Maguire and Stones a solid back-line Pickford mature and calm between the sticks A terrific save in penalty kicks Shouts of "Shawberto!" From the stands A chorus of 'Sweet Caroline' "hands touching hands" Cries of "bring on Grealish!" Phil Foden's bleach blonde hair Fist pumps from Southgate The passion was there Beating the Germans at last Now that felt sublime Sterling a constant menace now in his prime But we came up short and that's what matters Broken hearts English dreams in tatters Yet I firmly believe this is just the beginning So keep your heads up and keep on singing "It's coming home it's coming home" Cos it will one day Even though it rains and the sky is grey Red and white ribbons on that cup we'll see And what a perfect sight it will be
We escaped the belly of the beast. We weathered bludgeonings from across the seas. we fought them with peace. Together we wrote our own destiny, we spelled out words of justice and equality. We woke to self rule and sovereignty, pledging to wipe tears from all eyes. On an unfinished pursuit of our ideals, our divided wounds continue to heal. And heal shall they, for we allow them to with our constitution. A collection of our most-driven convictions. We have witnessed wars and decades pass, the technology grow and freedom last. Tis nation of the Himalayas and the Malwa. From the deserts of the west to the deltas of the east, Liberty has been enshrined & secularism promised in our revered book. It is belongs to all of us, in its mighty self and binding laws. We, the people have rights that we exercise and duties we fulfill. We are not powerless, we have the power - we are the nation.
I wrote this for the Indian Republic Day Celebrations in school.
Politics are scary. They tear friends and family apart, They course war, Make people afraid to be who they want to be. They run and hide, They try to stay out of the picture of our country. They fear people will attack them, Torcher them. Attack their family.
Politics are the reason countries are divided, Politics are the reason why kids are getting hurt all the time.
Danger is not at the borders as you think. The enemy is within hidden in sheep skin the wolf attacks the unsuspecting. I point out to no religion clan or creed all are to blame for this deed. Poisoning young minds with words so sweet a ring of truth in every utterance. They act out heinous deeds in the name of an unseen God leader and party. Before ABC's children at a tender age should be taught lessons of empathy, love and that tolerance is not cowardice. A nation is not a handful of sand or acres of land. It's people whose hearts beat as one though bodies separate. Oh God if there be lead my people to this state off ecstasy