11/29/2019
A MONOLOGUE FOR MAMA LIBERIA
By: Bill K. Jarkloh
Sweet Liberia! Where is thy sweetness. Why allow ailment to be fall you? Was there any reason for your present state of being?
For the average number of your children, you wouldnt suffer all of the melancholy had you not been betrayed by your childen in the name of youthful leadership.
Regrettably, the ailment of rampant corruption, high inflation, economic mismanagement resulting from uncontrollabe greed, insensitivity to thy plight, nepotism and tainted image within the comity of nations would not have seen you anywhere if you were not betrayed.
Sadly indeed, those who advocated for social justice and against other odds are your enemies today. Those who wanted and advocated for justice yesterday are preaching injustice today; they who wanted equality and equitable distribution of the resources yesterday have turned out to be crusaders for personal wealths at the expense of the masses.
They who were aggitating for good governance through unabated and violent and provocative protestations have today seen similar patterns inimical.
Those who said we were up took us beyond the sky and those who capitalized on high transport fares and high cost of living to provoke civil disorder are worse than before.
Oh Mama Liberia, when will you be delivered from evil genius who always used thy children to execute personal agenda.
Your children are whirling and weeping. They want you liberated but are being frustrated by some priviledged band of thiefs.
The voices of thy children echo everywhere, crying for freedom like it was in South Africa, in the Phillippines, in Irag, in Syria, Sudan and Afganstan but are threatened with security brutality in their quest for mass actions.
Never mind Mama Liberia, the time for redemption is inevitable as we are all engaged to push the national agenda. All I can say to enemies of thy progress is: "Beware of the Eyes of March".