My heart for Liberia
Is for this poor country to rise
Dust off from the wreckage of ill-rule and decadence
And soar high above to be spotted afar
My heart for Liberia
Is for its poor people to rise up too
Wake up from a long, long night of bad dreams
And redouble their strides to leapfrog ahead
My heart for Liberia
Is to heal fast from abuse and battery
Move past the wounds caused by pitiless fangs
And steady itself for the torrents fast approaching
My heart for Liberia
Is to walk fast and work harder
Throw ’way that clock with the Liberian time
And catch up with the rest who worked while we slept
My heart for Liberia
Our country once caught up in self-destruction
And left unconscious right there in open fields
Is to rise up, dust off and move fast
The Way I See It: Liberian born Dennis Chewlae Jah digging a little deeper
1 comments:
Yes! We pretend we love Liberia always, but keep destroying and mismanaging her people and natural resources. Many want us to believe that they are not benefiting from Liberia, but we have heard this over and over so they need to tell it to they followers this time around. We always that Liberia will revive again, but what we failed to agree with is who is it that will revive Liberia and when.
It was a nice poem and it speaks for itself in a moderate context. I really love it.
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