PSYCHO 1949 - 2016
A man never in a hurry
A special feature celebrating the life of Alexander Kojo Anderson
by Stephen jaitoh koffa, jr.
Class of '79
Below are a few poems written by Psycho. I hope you find it both entertaining and thought-provoking.
THE POET
SHALL I RETURN
Through a womb I came into this world
To enjoy all things of this good life
But now and then they all go sour
So I sit and ponder Shall I return
A beautiful girl I met one day
And loved her more than my own life
But she turned her back and said goodbye
Now I sit and ponder
Shall I return
I once was young and full of life
The most luxurious were always near
I'm old, infirm, with numbered days
Now I sit and ponder
Shall I return
Now at this time I'm skyward bound
No earth, no pain, no grief for me
In heaven's bosom
to lie forever
DON'T WEEP LIBERIA
Dry up your tears, Liberia Dear
The rivers and streams are full today
Wipe dry your tears and look above
The sun does tell a better day
The God you've served for years so long
Knows all, sees all, and hears your cries
And at His time, yes soon to come
You shall see His power at work
So wake ye up and ready be
Building time is near at hand
One and all be reconciled
Liberia again to hold at heart
TO WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN
To the love that flickered
But never became a flame
For hurricanes don't like fire
To the marriage ceremony
That did not end
For objectors were all seated
To the beautiful baby
That never breathed the air of life
For stillborn it entered this world
To the very old man
Who did not live forever
For such is the way of evolution
THE TIME SHALL COME
When will the time come
Others have come and gone
The latest are still here
Reaping here and reaping there
Spoiling everything for us
But sure as the day follows the night
The time will come soon
Changes here and changes there
New broom sweeping everywhere
Cleaning everything for us
Prepare ye all for the new day
Nepotism, corruption, impunity, no more
Not one citizen over another
All Liberians shall be equal
Oh how sweet the land shall be