This country is sacred for each son and daughter
A safe haven from warfare's ugliness and slaughter.

A mother's love for her child as expressed in God
As flesh of her flesh to rise out of the sod.

A mother will return to God her soul
But cherish forever, the gifts which made her whole.

Just as nations ask you give no more nor less
She will silence those who preach evil and wickedness.

This is not a melting pot of peoples and races
Rather an offering to a God who has many faces.

The trilogy of race, culture tradition; man does make
Their humanity and God would not ask them to forsake.

03-25-06 Aho Speaks

AHO Speaks

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