ALL FOR THE SAKE OF THE LAND

ALL FOR THE SAKE OF THE LAND

You don't have love for them, 

You only have love for their land, 

You are so bloodthirsty, 

Killing the inhabitants of the land. 

Land is your utmost desire, 

Land is the sign of your greed, 

Land that you wish to capture,

Land is your ultimate greed. 

You want to throw them out of the hills, 

You want to grab their land,

You have burnt their houses, 

You are the culprits you understand. 

Land was conquered by the kings, 

Land they didst control, 

Today where are the kings, 

Where are the mighty ones that strolled. 

Land covers its inhabitants, by and by, 

Land wins the final race. 

Land is the ultimate winner, 

Humans are left just as a trace. 

Nobody can hold the land forever, 

Kings came and went away, 

On one can stay forever, 

Futile are all such efforts I say. 

R. A. JACOB