By Moses Kay Fembeh
(Featuring Ellen-Koblo Gulama, Madam Yoko, Patricia Kabbah, Kula Samba, Sia Koroma, and the unnamed heroines of Sierra Leone)
She rises not from ease,
But from embers and iron
A daughter of rock
Who speaks the language of rivers
And walks in the rhythm of resilience.
Ellen, crowned with purpose,
Carried Parliament in her voice
Not as a woman in a man’s world,
But as a leader who shaped
The very world she entered.
Madam Yoko,
Queen not by title alone
But by the breath and trust of her people.
She danced diplomacy with chiefs and kings,
Her wisdom echoing through the hills of Mendeland.
Patricia Kabbah,
First Lady of quiet power
Law and grace folded in her shawl.
She penned justice with dignity
And set the table for the women yet to come.
Kula Samba, tireless as the tide,
Raised her voice with purpose
A Florence Nightingale of her era
Serving communities without pause.
She hammered through stone ceilings
With nothing but courage for tools.
Sia Koroma,
Nurse of a nation’s soul,
Restoring dignity to health and womanhood.
She never waited to be called great;
She healed quietly, loudly, completely.
And the unnamed, the unpraised:
Mothers who barter tomorrow’s meal
With today’s pain.
Girls who walk miles for school,
Their uniforms stitched with hope.
O Woman of My Sierra
You are not only the face of our past.
You are the fire in our future,
The anthem in our silence,
The Sierra that holds us all
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