Garabsgg Blog I

From Monrovia's fame, where marketers flinch and sway
You're a chameleon to this Buchanan-born
Your skin shifts like tree leaves through sun's ray
Now such jewel joy, tempers that won't be torn

Your smile, a lantern in dark bushes glows
Duffles pain like cassava wrapped in fufu fold
For mez you hide the lightning, thunder in hunches throes
A Liberian heart, fierce, smart , merciful and bold

Your eyes shine bold
where warm flows meet smooth tide
You change to match the nice and threat
A queen in fresh kpelle lappas, my bride

Forever teach me thy disguise
Ad we thrive beneath these skies