Berenice Mulubah |
I wrote this poem in 2016 right around this time of the year.
Remembering Christmas in Liberia
Mehn, the celebration there was serious,
Pot boiling with jollof rice inside,
The Kids dressed up, ready for a fun experience
If you have
Be prepared to give
For every greeting ended with "my Christmas on you."
Seeking Christmas trees
None to be found
But that old man beggar
Surely did suffice
Good old times
Great old times
Collecting dimes
From my uncle Tilmon
Christmas in Liberia
What an experience
The Fun, the laughter
Distance relatives from the interior
That's Christmas for you, in Liberia
Pot boiling with jollof rice inside,
The Kids dressed up, ready for a fun experience
If you have
Be prepared to give
For every greeting ended with "my Christmas on you."
Seeking Christmas trees
None to be found
But that old man beggar
Surely did suffice
Good old times
Great old times
Collecting dimes
From my uncle Tilmon
Christmas in Liberia
What an experience
The Fun, the laughter
Distance relatives from the interior
That's Christmas for you, in Liberia
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