by Damian Brown

Created on: July 18, 2008

Once My Land - Poem.

I see her now, a broken run
That once wept for fathers and their sons

An animal of sodden guise
With darkness behind peaceful eyes

A mourning green, a place so vast
In promises and horrors past

Her heart was full and burst for those
Who couldn't see, or help, or know

But rapture and its boons are gone
From ambitious New Jerusalem

Forgotten years of honour, crept
Insidious from the values kept

To tutor all her future ones
In valour to be noble sons

For Heaven can't be allied to
The filth that burns in what she knew

Or gently nudge the light of saints
To bloom from every flag and face

Oh what she'd give to show once more
The beauty of the misty moors

Of rolling hills and grassy plains
Of England standing tall again

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