I’m Sweetly GladI’m sweetly glad you’ve joined the merry band Of the “over fifties” young and brave; So in this glorious liberated land, You’ve fine experiences gained That crave; for betterment untamed We’ll grow stronger in leaps and bounds That’s why I’m sweetly glad.
The West’ll yet repent the havoc played in countries miles so farThe bitterness that still remains the colour of that skin. And we shall proudly bare it all, that good old chocolate film That covers e’en the pride we own, that dark old chocolate skin; That bore the strokes that split and made our blood flow free, ‘Tis over now; our freedom we’ve gained So good old Bill is helpless now We must be sweetly glad for the triumphs we’ve gained. I’m sweetly glad that yester years have passed And Salone’s still afloat And e’en though in strife we’ve conquered all, The bitterness that made us moan, We’ve yet to rid disunity, that renders nations dead, Yet, we’re not alone We must rejoice for time has healed the wounds, At fifty we’re still young, And time is yet to come When Salone shall stand so firm; the World shall recognise Our firm resolves and we shall overcome, For this I’m sweetly glad. I’m sweetly glad those ties that bind and reconcile our rifts, Strengthening the bonds which makes us strong Alas! we’ll ne’er go wrong For fifty years through toil and sweat and agony within, We’ll raise that flag and sing that song ‘Cause High we Exalt Thee’ reigns! And Oh what clever folks we’ve had In the Fyle and Akar duo Who for the Anthem of the Braves shall ne’er our shores depart So now I know I’m sweetly glad our heroes never die.
I’m sweetly glad its over now and all is well and sweet.That we may look back and learn from the ugliness inspired By the greedy, reckless havoc causing minds That brought Salone to her knees; They rebelled and throttled innocent ones, Yet they claim to be our sons Accursed be those who fail to see the wrongs they’ve always done In bringing a nation to her knees in war and strife and pain I’m sweetly glad its over now and we’re in the right lane.
I’m sweetly glad the Anthem of the BravesShall sound in mountains high And rivers deep shall join the throng to echo in our song ‘The Anthem of the braves’ So millions yet will sing our song in voices loud and high And “High We Exalt Thee”, Land of the free Shall be blessed with peace and joy To make us sweetly glad.
We’re sweetly glad the tide has turned, our ship moves safely on;No slaves to batter to the west for guns that shoot us dead So Sembeh Piere’s remembered well; his stubbornness paid well He made us proud and tall, and Bai Bureh is hailed from on high He made our foes jump high; Yet we adore the graciousness Mammy Yoko displayed, For this I’m sweetly glad.
Oh Sierra Leone you’re fifty now, I wonder what aches and painsBled you to the corner when you where in pain Yet ‘Mother Earth’ won’t let you die though you were in the wrong lane Tighten your belts regain your strides The race is won, the years of calm and joy are still ahead So all our heroes dead and alive shall join in harmony To sing our ‘Happy Birthday’ song And we’ll all be sweetly glad.
Now that our ‘SHIP’ is captained well,The Lord has given His gracious gift To Salone on Her fiftieth year; That our children may boastfully tell Our past struggles far and near; And all patriotic folks shall say, “Sweet Salone” is blessed indeed. And we’ll go ever forward now; To be ever sweetly glad. That’s why I’m so sweetly glad.
By Belindus Bascho-George
Stay with Sierra Express Media, for your trusted place in news!
© 2011, https:. All rights reserved.