Mama Liberia
When freedom raise in her glorious form
Mama Liberia,I saw U glow and bloom,not knowing U were dome,
You were known for freedom songs,now you sit in the dark
wondering what went wrong,
With the lost of your youths U remain strong,
Mama Liberia,U sit on your bench watching your children dig war trench
where they laid fill with rage to kill without paid,
Which is ill,knowing that we are brothers from U mother
You saw your children pain,while they watch their homes burn
in flames,with fingers pointing to a frame on the wall that is about
to fall,U asked who's the blame?It's Charles Taylor your babies scream,
I saw U smile when U heard that your sisters in the west(Ghana,Guinea,Nigeria & Sierra-
Lone)were just a mile and your wait now is just a while; from your shores that was known as
pilgrims best now salutes as the worst
You had dreams of your children bringing U fame without games,educational
celebrities exercising their liberties the true meaning of your name
but instead we leave U in shame,Mama Liberia,I see U sitting on Montserrado
virgin high waiting for the freedom bird to fly by,with your feet covered in ashes and your
cries over power your riches,U wait as your children stay in crisis. May Freedom
Prevail,Mama Liberia.
PEACE:
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