Yeah, man... stand tall, sons of the soil!
This is the story of a warrior's bloodline.
Born in Kailahun, where the great Court Barry stands,
In the Eastern Province, the heart of the lands.
Roots deep in the Mende, from the Mali Empire of old,
Led by Empress Queen Massarico, courageous and bold.
They marched to Cape Mount in Liberia's terrain,
Then back to Sierra Leone under Yaku Gbongo's name.
Conquered Dea Chiefdom, made the borders their own,
Stood tall in eighteen-ninety-six against the colonial throne!
Oh, Engineer Mohamed Gaima!
A pillar of strength, a light shining bright!
Mining engineer, administrator of the land,
Protecting the wealth with a righteous hand.
For the brilliant mind, yeah!
One of the greatest engineers you will ever find!
When the rebel war raged, he fled the strife,
To Ngoahun Refugee School in Guinea, preserving his life.
Then back to Freetown, St. Edward's at May Park,
Sierra Leone Grammar School, leaving his mark!
Excelled in knowledge, then he trod the holy way,
To the Athens of West Africa, the great Fourah Bay!
Oh, Engineer Mohamed Gaima!
A pillar of strength, a light shining bright!
Mining engineer, administrator of the land,
Protecting the wealth with a righteous hand.
For the brilliant mind, come on!
One of the greatest engineers you will ever find!
Njala University for the MBA,
Mastering Project Management along the way.
Across the seas to Europe, to Ukraine he did fly,
Masters in mining engineering, touching the sky!
Returned to Mama Salone to stop the brain drain,
At the Ministry of Mines, he began to rise!
Regional Mining Manager, speaking truth in his mouth,
From the North to the South, yeah!
Brother Gaima, we chant your song today.
A true son of Kailahun, leading the way.
From the refugee camps to the lecturer's hall,
An inspiration to the nation, standing so tall!