The green of the fertile soil, the red bloodshed of slavery, the black of the ethnic heritage, the golden-yellow sunshine, and the stars of of twin-island nation where I grew up.
I love this:
Here's the national anthem that we sang in assembly almost every day at school.
Perhaps I'll return one day and plant a small Orthodox mission. Who knows? My tan does need a top-up.
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