Finland
You only have one native country
all your life, which you are bound to for your life
and never can let down or ever let it leave your mind,
especially if it's a country to be proud of,
like my Finland, coldest in world
together with Siberia, Greenland and Alaska,
but of some integrity and honesty beyond this world,
which made it stand up stalwartly against all odds
against the Soviet Union in the Winter War
when Stalin thought he just would smash and grab it,
which did not turn out so easy,
Russia losing armies sacrificed for nothing
while the Finnish losses were but individuals,
invaluable every one of them,
immortal martyrs for resistance and defence
against oppression, tyranny, dictatorship and holocaust,
the cruelty of Stalin being worse than Hitler's
for its subtlety and methodology for 30 years
transforming Russia to a terror death camp.
Finland came out of that combat
with her independence, freedom and integrity unscathed
but for the losses of Karelia and her bravest sons.
Should I not then be proud of such a mother,
hard but beautiful in coldness and detachment
but deep under with a heart of purity and honesty
that I have never anywhere around the world
found anything to match the splendour of?
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-09-25 at 10:25
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