POEM: At Retirement age, Mama Salone seeks redress
Exactly two scores and two decades
Mama Salone left her colonial cage
Untied the slavery chain
And finally gained her golden freedom
Controlled not, by colonial fathers
She still dances to their tunes
Recalling her youthful days
Mama Salone was applauded for natural looks
Beautifully dressed with many goods
She attracted foreign admiration
Relentlessly fought
like a wounded tiger
Until she escaped from the wrath of her wicked master
With so much appraisals
Her unmatched beauty and cutie
Mama Salone was indeed pretty
Restoring her past glory
One time ‘Anthens of West Africa’
Such loyalty and royalty now remain a history
Her first kids were quite patriotic
Unlike the lastborn who are so pessimistic
Dear Mama Salone,
I must commend your motherly pains,
the slavery canes
You smashed down colonialism
Kicked away imperialism
Conquered civil war
Then came an epidemic
Now a global Pandemic
Mama,
As you grow your grandkids
Encourage them to fight corruption and misappropriation
Discourage them from favouritism and nepotism
Tribalism and regionalism….
For they have brought down the Lion Mountain
Let the old allow the young to grow
And the young support the old to flow
They shame their elders online
They humiliate them ‘big time’
Oh God, protect her in this jungle
She taught us unity, freedom and justice
But yet, our siblings are fond of disunity, mob justice and injustice
Just as we say ‘Mama na wan’
And truly, there is no place like home
We wish you a happy retirement age….
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY SWEET MAMA SALONE!
By Sallieu Sankoh (Center)
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