Dagon

                                                                 Dagon
1. Dagon is an old town,
    Far older than its name.
    The English found some homes there
    When William Wallace came;
    Lately they took themselves away,
    But untouched they leave its fame.
                                           2. Dagon  is a big city now
                                               But always incomplete,
                                               With tons of brick and mortar
                                               And extending miles of street,
                                               Hosts of cheerful human hearts
                                               And ever-hurrying feet.
3. Dagon is a busy town
    Where traffic never stops,
    Men around the offices.
    Women swarm the shops,
    Children fill the various schools
    Or play with kites and tops.
                                        4.Dagon is a rich town
                                           With gold and goods galore;
                                            More jewels in woman fineries
                                            Than ever monarchs wore;
                                            More wealth within its boundaries
                                            Than Pegan Kings of yore.
5. Dagon is a gay town
    To those who knew its ways.
    For one can get everything
    So long as one sufficiently pays.
    World travellers come and go
    And willingly give their praise.
                                        6. Dagon is a crowded town
                                            Since its freedom from English reign,
                                            For the country-folk come and stay
                                            Just to rid from insurgents' srain.
                                            Roads and drains in hopeless state
                                            Keeping every one from healthy gain.
7.Dagon was my birth-place right
   Being cradled in its lap.
   With all its brisk and bustling ways,
   Never have I experienced a mishap.
   Thank Lord Buddha for my shining star
   That guides me over every gap.
                                        8. Dagon is a sacred town
                                            With Shwedagon, the auspicious shrine;
                                            Aloft it stands in golden spire
                                            Looking so majestic and fine.
                                            Hoads of pilgrims make yearly visits
                                            In raiments of different design.
9. Dagon is metropolitan town,
    Where the President in Aindaw lives,
    Ruling in, lieu of Absolute Monarchs.
    People, getting greatly roused, now give
    Tokens to erect the two Houses,
    For governing the Union into progressive.
                                                       A Scout.
(Taken from The Young Nationalist Magazine)
Note: Dagon is the former name of Yangon