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The hidden hand struck again.
The hidden hand sought for and never found
Continues to strike.
Strike he strikes like a wounded
Beast seeking to exploit the meekest;
To go down with him at the bottomless
Pit.
This brings unto him a joy; that
He never will have if the people
Are united and satisfied.
This is the hidden hand we have sought
And continue to seek from his hideouts.
Lucky for him to his cleverness who can
Throw stone and run and laugh and
Sit in the corner and say I got them;
Fools they are fighting among themselves.
Yes, yes, I am the smartest one; and who dares
Me I am not happy they be happy.
The hidden hand never found…
He will strike again and again.
Not up to time we can identify,
Capture, and throw him in the inextinguishable fire;
Where he will burn and return no more.
But until, heed this warning all ye meekest ones;
And be not guilty of yourselves before you are
Made to be found guilty.
For the hidden hand, until he is
Banished, will cause havoc from one point
To another.
For him life is worthless without division,
Rejection, confusion, dissatisfaction..
Be on the watch twenty-four seven
Ye children of once a proud nation;
Where we knew no Lorma, Gio,
Krahn, Bassa, Mandingo….
And only jokes and merriness-
We threw at each other.
Say fire coal eater, Palm butter
Eater, fufu, Cassava leaves, GB, Torgborgee…
And laughed without planting Lorma girl or Mandingo girl’s
Corpse in Mandinhgo or Lorma community.
This is the trick of the common and public and national
Enemy; the hidden hand for he thinks
He is smart.
Knowing that We will judge ourselves before we are actually
Judged and found guilty by ourselves and him.
Yes, the hidden hand cannot survive in the
Promised flourishing land of ours.
And so, if he cannot survive, how dare
We, is the message he just gave to us..
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