Looked at the land I was standing on

I looked at the land I am standing on.. and i knew that I love it.. this is not the land I was born on.. this is the land that made me what I am today.. this is the land that gave me so much of love…then i looked into the horizon..and realized that there is another land there.. the land that i was born in.. and thats in my heart too…my mom stays there..and that land is my motherland.. i love both the lands… lands that are so much apart..so much apart that people fight over lands..people lose life because of lands…people bathe in blood over land… the lands that are so much apart… separated by water in the oceans…oceans that are all joined..oceans that spread water all over..across lands..i do not know which ocean the water that keeps me alive came from.. i know that i am alive because of water..i know that i live and love other living beings because i am kept alive by this water.. water that is all in the same big ocean… oceans that meets all separate lands.. lands that we paint with our blood when we fight for it…