A POEM FROM MR. FLAG TO CHILDREN OF MAMA LIBERIA
“I am Mr. Flag of Liberia”
I represent your mother, Mama Liberia.
Loving me means loving her
I was loved from the beginning by you
But now I'm very lonely and nearing to death.
Who will keep me away form death?
Your children should, but where are they?
I need to live on. I don't want to just be with
My sons or just my daughters alone, rather
I desire to be with all of you in
Different places at the same time, because
Each is dearest and unique to me.
Being worried and helpless where will I live?
Where should I live?
Firstly, I wish to live in your hearts, and then
In your homes, workplaces, worship centers,
Entertainment centers, market places, along
The streets, in vehicles, in public offices, etc.
Would you allow me live with you in these
Places? You and I will be truly liberated, if you
Sincerely Pay your allegiance and uphold my
Dignity. You will be the only Lone Star that will
Never be alone, rather you will be admired by
The whole world.
By: McCarthy G. Teayah,
Youth Federation For World Peace Liberia:
yfwpliberia@gmail.com/ 077774116
A Child Dies
By Matenneh-Rose L. Dunbar
A child dies every forty-seven minutes
A child left to fight the dreadful move
A child painfully manages the big force
A child attacked by the tiny shapeless thing
A child dies so often