A Flame called Patriotism

In every heart, there burns a flame,

For a land, that's more than a name,

A nation, that's more than a place,

A symbol, of our pride and grace.

With every step, we take in life,

Our country stands, by our side,

A beacon, of hope, in our way,

Guiding us, through night and day.

Through struggles and strife, we stand tall,

With each other, we rise, and we fall,

For the love of our land, we fight,

With all our might, we hold on tight.

Our heroes, who gave, their all,

For the land, they stood, proud and tall,

Their sacrifices, we won't forget,

Their legacy, we'll carry, and protect.

For patriotism, is more than a word,

It's the beating of a heart, unheard,

The pulse of a nation, strong and true,

The spirit of our land, in me and you.

So let us, stand, hand in hand,

And cherish, this sacred land,

For in our love, lies our strength,

For our land, we'll go to any length.