An Ode to Halifa

In the midst of dark political clouds He spoke his truth and shone the light During those years when Jawara pulled crowds

Through Foroyaa he made the picture bright

Then came the soldiers with guns proud Many jumped on board for political pride He shook his head, said no, unbowed The bullets came he stayed without fright Went to jail for witch-hunter's bout All for the people not his own plight When many treated election with doubt He stood with faith in the people's right To choose their leader no matter the clouds Hail Halifa the most calm and bright 

- by Momodou Sabally