GuyanaI’m from this beautiful land ‘he’ made
Off the waters of the Atlantic waves
Magnificent waterfalls and evergreen trees
Filled with bauxite, Diamond, gold and rice
My ancestors came from foreign lands to meet The masters of the English heat
Struggling and Working this precious land
With sweat, tears and hard work days
They reaped the benefits and the gain
I became a part of this wondrous race
Where the morals and respect were ingrained
And following in the footsteps paved
I began to struggle just the same
Taking every lesson learned
Pushing and pushing to be heard
Silently praying for the break
So that I make no mistakes
And then I knew “he” guided me
To fulfill all my dream of dreams
For I became what “he “ intended me to be.