Your Country
Your country
Is studded with mountains,
Seychelles lad.
With tough granite
With crude gravel
And with coral, your country.
Your country
Wears a belt
Of white beaches loosening in the tides.
About this poem
This poem, representing the Seychelles, is part of The Written World – our collaboration with BBC radio to broadcast a poem from every single nation competing in London 2012.
