Expatriates came from far and wide,
To colonize the state of Ajira with pride.
They built their homes and settled in,
Claiming the land as if it was their own kin.
The locals watched with fear and dismay,
As the expatriates decided to stay.
They brought their customs and their ways,
Ignoring the traditions of Ajira's old days.
The expatriates established their rule,
Leaving the locals feeling like fools.
They took the resources and the wealth,
Leaving the land in a poorer state of health.
But the Ajirans did not falter or fall,
They stood together, tall and strong, standing tall.
They fought for their rights and their land,
Taking back what was rightfully in their own hands.
In the end, the expatriates left with nothing to gain,
The locals reclaimed what was once theirs to retain.
Ajira blossomed, thriving anew,
Thanks to the courage of the Ajiran crew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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