I’m Sweetly Glad

I’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 far

The 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 Braves

Shall 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 pains

Bled 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 

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