The Fading Pride...

My parents used to express how those days… …despite the differences in religion… …we were all united within the heart and mind… …yes…we are the roots from different trees… but we share the same land and sky… …we breathe the same air… …our branches and twigs still embrace each other… …we live for the similar purpose… to protect this land... the man represents that group of nation… Who holds the pride of his community... who yearns to see a new seed to grow… ...to nourish the land with prosperity