Mama Liberia Will Rise Again
Droplets speechlessly rolling off my cheek whenever I capture memories.
In a skyclad attire,
You embraced scorching from your children.
From relaxing pillow to many painful edges
Falls upon many, fights dispatched your beauty.
Brothers and sisters knocked down flying beauties,
And dimed your great light of scenery.
Bravery pushed your hands and you waved flag for freedom!
Smiles are putting out dimples because you are not anymore a toy drum.
Oh! Mama Liberia,
Footage displayed your nakedness.
Eye struggles from the cold-blooded fights.
Visions of Diamond cities are seeing poorly.
Despite the mortification, we had left you,
heart still purified like your natural Waters.
atmosphere is coloring out prettiness
And perfections aligned in your skies with greatness.
I sniff positivity from your bad smell.
It’s dawning gradually, I can feel that.
over the height of giants, you'll look
Sit your heart in patience for a while.
You will rise again Mama Liberia,
Your height and beauty won’t be recognize.
Snap your fingers constantly and listen as the clock tick.
You are in labor with many great things.
Your appearance will fix the broken,
And purge the hearts of your opponent.
Copyright © Aloysius S. Harmon Jr | Year Posted 2020
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