Liberia Is Bleeding
Liberians hear my cry
We are black yet dresses like whites
We mock God by not been satisfy
With what we are been given
Liberians hear my cry
We cry for justice from the whites
We accuse them everyday of racism
Yet we torture them
Liberians hear my cry
Whites come to our land to free us from sufferings
But we are number one
On the racism list
Liberians hear my cry
We are christian nation
We all are equal in God's eyes
O!Liberians hear my cry; a proud liberian.
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