A clash of wills, a nation's test,
A war unseen, a silent quest.
No armies marched, no cannons roared,
A struggle fought on foreign shore.
A diamond's gleam, a nation's pride,
A conflict born, where passions died.
The British sought, a precious stone,
A claim of right, a prize unknown.
The Boer stood firm, their land to keep,
A battle fought, on mountain steep.
With rifles raised, and hearts aflame,
They fought for freedom, honor's name.
A long and bitter war ensued,
A test of courage, fortitude.
The British yielded, their claim withdrawn,
A victory won, a nation born.
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Moharif Yulianto
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