Mama
Oh sweet mother
We call our country Mama Salone
And those who govern us Papa Government
It is sad, Mama
That your husband doesn’t treat you the way you deserve to be treated
It is even sadder, Mama
That your children are not in the position to defend you
We are broken, Mama
We are voiceless, Mama
We are waiting, Mama
Papa has killed in your name for “development”
Papa has stolen in your name for “progress”
And Papa has violated you in the name of “tradition”
We are waiting for a signal, Mama
We are waiting
We are waiting for the day that we can live up to “Sweet Salone 2020”
We are waiting for college graduates to be employed upon graduation
We are waiting for nepotism to retire and merit to be reinstated
We the youths are waiting
But we are tired, Mama
We have waited for 11 painful years
We have cried for 3000 bodies in 2015
We buried 1000 bodies in 2017
We have no parliament in 2018
We the youths have been waiting
And for what?
They say we are the future leaders of tomorrow
But when tomorrow is uncertain
And today is a gift
We have to act
We are only expected to live for 51 years
So there is no tomorrow
We are the leaders of today
We are
We are
Mama
Today as you turn 57
The time has come to see another day
To tell another story
To dance to a different tune
In 2018
We are no longer waiting
Mama
We are ready
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1961 - 2018
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