To the country that birthed me, raised me and fed me.
The land of many waters, people, and trees.
I will never let you down.
I will always remember our motto…
ONE PEOPLE, ONE NATION, ONE DESTINY
I will always remember part our national song…
Land of the free.
Our resources so colorful.
Examples the national bird…
An adult Hoatzin, the Canje Peasant
Our beautiful flag…
The Golden Arrow Head represents it best.
The red represents…
Zeal and dynamic nature.
The black represents…
Endurance that will sustain the people.
The gold represents…
Our mineral wealth.
The white represents…
The rivers and waters.
And the green represents…
The agriculture and forested nature.
I will always remember Guyana.
The country that created me.
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