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I am...
I am scared and shaken by crime and war that leaves me vulnerable, yet still I fight and hope for better days.
I wonder if like the ocean that beats against my shores, that we can also one day be strong and calm
I hear the hopes and dreams and prayers of my people, yet the sound is drowned out by the pain and suffering they share
I see the flat plains on which you walk on without a thought of my history
I wish to see our economy rise like the great mountains ranges, not to valley like our low valley ways
I am scared and shaken by crime and war that leaves me vulnerable, yet still I fight and hope for better days.
I feel the happiness and sadness, the warmth and the cold, the shame and the glory my people with always face
I touch the warmth beneath your feet yet reach high to the sky in never ending hopes and dreams of peace
I smell oil and octane in the wind and rain, mixed with the stench of stale gasoline
I worry that is my fragile framework snaps it will crate a mess like you wouldn’t believe
I cry tears of red to resemble the war and bloodshed of past, present, and most likely future
I am scared and shaken by crime and war that leaves me vulnerable, yet still I fight and hope for better days.
I understand the misunderstood pain of death and what circumstances it brings
Yet I say our hope is still as strong as the ocean is brilliant
I dream of peaceful night and glorious days
As best I try to summarize us, I simple cannot find the words to
I hope one day to come and go. Stay and leave as I please and nothing will change so drastically
I am Liberia
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