The peak of Ducor Hill, I stand;
A nation full of prosperity, I see.
On top of Mount Nimba, I stand;
A nation of great people, I see.
Further as I seek,
Verily; a nation of possibilities, I see.
Last night when I dreamt,
A nation full of greatness; I see.
Liberia, indeed a nation of peace.
In the sky when I looked,
A nation above all nations; I see.
As I seek to see;
I see:
A nation of eternal harmony and stability;
A nation with abundant natural resources;
A nation with abundant human resource.
Finally; a nation full of light; I see.
Surely; a new Liberia I envision.
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 6:45 AM UTC
The peak of Ducor Hill, I stand;
A nation full of prosperity, I see.
On top of Mount Nimba, I stand;
A nation of great people, I see.
Further as I seek,
Verily; a nation of possibilities, I see.
Last night when I dreamt,
A nation full of greatness; I see.
Liberia, indeed a nation of peace.
In the sky when I looked,
A nation above all nations; I see.
As I seek to see;
I see:
A nation of eternal harmony and stability;
A nation with abundant natural resources;
A nation with abundant human resource.
Finally; a nation full of light; I see.
Surely; a new Liberia I envision.
The love and aspirations I have for my motherland is zillion times the love I have for my spouse. I do believe that one day my motherland will rapidly elevate from mess to best. In West Africa, a country Liberia will be
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