This land of true and valiant men, <br />This England fine and fair, <br />With freedom of its own desire, <br />And justice as its heir. <br /> <br />A land of truth it is no doubt, <br />Of hope and freedoms' fire. <br />A land where all may live in peace, <br />With men of free desire, <br /> <br />These lionhearted men of old, <br />Will fight for justice here, <br />Where lies and evil deeds may die, <br />And truth be always dear. <br /> <br />These stout and stalwart Englishmen, <br />Fear nought and stand bold fast, <br />That they may quell the evil of, <br />Their enemies at last. <br /> <br /> <br />An Englishman is true indeed, <br />True to each and all, <br />He fights for justice and the rights, <br />Of men to stand up tall. <br /> <br />These lionhearts of England, <br />Are kings in their own right, <br />Fear nought thou valiant Englishmen, <br />For truth you'll always fight. <br /> <br />A soldier for the rights of folk, <br />The same as you and me, <br />Protects those innocent and pure, <br />As babes on mothers knee. <br /> <br />As England shall again begin, <br />To rally to the sword, <br />Vanquished all the enemies be, <br />Of people, and the Lord. <br /> <br />Hold up your heads O, Englishmen, <br />Stand tall and never flinch, <br />For the rights of each and everyone, <br />Don't ever give an inch.<br /><br />Trevor Jenkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-england/
