On the eve of the execution by Jaime An Lim

There is something about this poem that instilled in me such a feeling of patriotism and love of country. The persona's words (let us assume he was being sincere) burned with a passion that made me remember the sort of proud romantic notion that came with sacrificing your life for your country. It seemed so noble, for someone to make such large sacrifices for their country, and I wondered what that sort of love must have felt. It must have felt wonderful to know that you were sacrificing to save your country, that you were making sacrifices for a greater cause. Sadly, it seems as if today, there is no longer so great a cause that can inspire such a passion in me.