A land of joy that boil
With acrimony and lamentations
Mormon and scrambling
Struggle for existence; but even the fittest have their weakness
The nitwit 're not excluded.
Pain and sorrows, but I indeed foresee the future of Sierra Leone.
Debaucherous are lying and dying
Poverty without property
The rebel war, ebola and corona swiped numerous personel
The wind, trees and minerals celebrate the land.
I foresee prosperity and fruitfulness
The light and the crown are coming
Joy will come; sorrow's will fades
Be bliss and ardour without ado.
Let's be hopeful for our beloved motherland
Constructive criticism makes sense for the nation.
Sooner or later will get better
Let the leaders be caresses and just
Joy cometh in the morning
A land that flows with milk and honey
Sky scrapers will emerge; faithful leaders will occupy the sits.
I foresee Sierra Leone
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Mohamed Mark Kamara
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