Best Liberia Poems

Today we celebrate peace
Remembering how it was won
The many hearts that grieve 
For freedom is all we want

Salute the national flag Liberians 
Sing aloud the Lonestar forever 
Sing aloud the national anthem 
We are the custodians of Liberia's heritage 

Ours is the home of kindness...

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If there is a child in Kolahun, Lofa County who can’t read- that matters to me.

If there is a senior citizen somewhere who can’t get a pension after many years of dedicated service- that makes my life poorer.

If a decent brother is accused of rape...

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This is the Liberia I wanted:
 I no longer hide to voice  my opinions,  because I’m a journalist 
 I no longer seek refuge at the American embassy, because I’m a
 human right activist
 I no longer live in panic or fear, because...

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Australian by paper
Liberian by blood
Liberia is my motherland 
Liberia in my round hips   
that they criticis of not being 
worthy of "beauty".
Liberia in my big lips
that will forever speak the truth .
Liberia in my ways
Liberia is my ways
They will tell you my country...

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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...

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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...

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Poem entitled: "FEAR IN MY CERTAIN, LIBERIA"
Written By: A.M Ngumbu, Jr.

"Fear In My Certain, Liberia.

Long long ago,
During days of our decedents,
Fear had been defined,
As a natural, powerful,
Primitive human emotion.

But nowadays, my certain,
Has mistakenly taken love, for fear.

A fear of education,
A love of prostitution.
She's been abused,
By...

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for so long,
this country sold its birth rights to the things that lived in the past 

history says - Liberia offered us bullets in 1989
& came back in 2022 to steal the glory off our skins

history is right - how can a boy like me...

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HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE MIRRORS THE FACE OF GOD.

HIS SMILE BRIGHTENS THE WORLD AROUND HIM.

BEING OF OPEN HEART AND MIND,

HE CAME THROUGH THE SUFFERING AND TURMOIL.

ALMOST BEATEN TO DEATH,

HE ENDURED THE PAIN AND TORTURE FROM ANOTHER HUMAN BEING.

STILL, HIS SPIRIT AND ENDURANCE OF LIFE,

LED HIM AWAY...

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I am Liberia!
Though scared by scourges of allien spades,
My resilience bears the fountain of heaven's grace,
Piercing the pangs of all my shades!

My independence, I breathed into Africa's lungs,
Clothed her with my stripes, the red, white and blue;
And gave her a star when she knew not...

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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...

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Land of the Free


Oh! Thou sweet land of the free, ????

You paved the way so others could find their ways

Where men of letter fought for a better day, 

And find solutions without delay.
 

Oh! The first daughter of Africa ????

Your children lied in a chronic state,...

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There he is one of Liberia's President 
Who is a man of change 
His subjects along brought change because of him 
A change to mold minds and develop 
A country that was from a fresh war 

He came from a common man and woman 
He...

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Colin is a crusader, a knight, a soldier, a champion, a liberator too.
His face is handsome, but well hidden, as are his eyes of lightest blue.
His own mother fears this veiled monster when he enters forest glen.
He looks fierce and angry; who can guess what...

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Where did the Lone Star go ?
Was she served as a meal on the tables of corruption or buried alive by her assassins 
In the pits of devastation ?

Where did the Lone Star go ?
Did she run from our politicians who pay musicians to make...

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