Shooting guns, machette,knives sticks and stones always killing breaking someone bones! raging fires burning homes , blood in the streets running like watery flood,while scattered dead bodies and body parts disturbing sight to see. Cruddled blood hardened by the daytime sun while flies, maggots and vultures make a feast of stinking smelling human meat.
Liberia o sweet mother land of west africa,o what beautiful place how did you fall from grace? political wars and crimes destroyed many lives and perishing hopes, cruel invasion with greedy intention! fail to be what you hath to be yes you fail to lead so no-one follow because of your implimented policies, negative strategies and bloody destructive tragedies..
A great nation plunged into wars, drugging, recruting,training arming kids taking innocent lives; guns,machette and weilding knives , cutting, chopping and shooting with brutal senseless killing pride causing fear and creating dreadful nightmare with the sound of death blowing through poluting the air.. Deadly political wars damaged thousands of innocent souls,with cold blooded murderers feeling thrilled by the smell and the taste of the bleeding blood.Murder them all because they supported the other side you commanded,take their businesses and burn their homes,as homeless orphans let them wonder and roam, give them nothing to eat,no clothes to wear no shoes to feet,sleeping outdoors with the sky as a sheet.
Time past is often not forgotten, o liberia rise now and take your place because your bloody memories will never be erace, painful memories of nights and days will all be the same running crying children making it to the bordering alone, heading for the refugee camps which will be their new home. Living in another land using another name surviving the worst trying not to go insane, o liberia rise and make your mark for those children now living in many refugee camps give them now a life of stability where they can be free. You are in great debt o sweet liberia to the bleeding blood of the innocent..