© Musue N. Haddad
Hip, hip, it’s July 26!
So I say to all of you,
White, blue collar workers
Farmers, layman, laborers
Our friends, families
And compatriots, I say
Happy Independence Day!
On this special day
Come together as one
Keep alive our dreams
Work as a great team
My people, your people
From Mount Wuteve
To the Putu Range
Along the coastal plains
Near mangroves and swamps
And deep in the rainforest
Come together as one
And let’s celebrate
Our day, the Liberian way
Salsa, drums beats, aloud
Kick our feet in the dust
Boogie the sun down
Shake it way, way down
Blow up firecrackers.
Light up the Liberian sky
It’s Independence Day.
Let the Lone Star fly high
We’re all one people
Copyright © Musue N. Haddad
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Boogie Boogie Boogie
ReplyDeleteI love to dance, I want to dance
But for what? Independence Day?
Independent from what?
From foreign rule? No we aren’t
I still see foreign troops keeping our peace
And foreign jafay keeping us alive
You no body unless you travel abroad
Political independence? Not really
We are still not free politically
Only one group can really be head
They still rob Peter to pay Paul
Economic independence? No way!
It is still smell no taste
Monkey works baboon draws
Everyone for himself, God for us
From kpablee to Nepuenklee,
From Trugbor to Tenebur
Broken faces, dried skins and empty bags
Burst trousers, patched pahpah and gyc
Aren’t really feeling independent
How can they celebrate Independence?
How can they shake it way, way down?
When deep down their deflated bellies
They feel dependent and economically in captivity