Motto: “Fraternité, Justice, Travail” (French) “Fraternity, Justice, Labour“
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The government shall be upon his shoulders. — Isaiah 9:6
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Beninese National Anthem – The New Dawn
Long ago, at their call, our ancestors, without weakness,
Succeeded with courage, passion, full of happiness
To deliver at the price of the blood of vivid battles.
Hasten yourselves as well, builders of the present
Stronger in unity, toiling everyday,
For posterity, build tirelessly.
[Refrain:]
Children of Benin, arise!
Sound the cry of freedom
Sing at the first light of dawn;
Children of Benin, arise!
When the wind blows anger and hatred everywhere.
People of Benin, be proud, and of calm soul,
Trusting in the future, behold your flag!
In the green you will read the hope of renewal,
In your ancestors red evokes courage;
The yellow is a portent of the richest treasures.
[Refrain]
Your sunny mountains, your palm trees, your greenery
Dear Benin, your brightness is everywhere.
Your soil offers each person the richest of fruits.
Benin, may your united sons from henceforth
In a brotherly spirit share the hope
Of seeing you happy in abundance forever.
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Djimon wants to see the SWORD:
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Dialogue Between Djimon Hounsou and Maximus
Scene: A quiet campfire in the African savanna. Djimon Hounsou, playing Juba, and Maximus Decimus Meridius sit under a starlit sky. The air is filled with the distant hum of nocturnal creatures. They share a moment of reflection as the fire crackles between them.
Juba: (staring into the fire) Maximus, do you ever wonder what legacy we leave behind for our children?
Maximus: (nodding solemnly) Every day. It is all I think of. My son, my wife… They were my legacy. Taken from me. Now, I fight to honor them.
Juba: (smiling faintly) And yet, the world changes faster than even we warriors can imagine. Did you know, Maximus, that in my homeland of Benin, the children now have a voice?
Maximus: (raising an eyebrow) A voice? What do you mean?
Juba: The elders have decided. If a child is old enough to use a computer, they are old enough to vote. The children of Benin now cast their votes on their phones.
Maximus: (leaning forward, intrigued) Children voting? That is… revolutionary. But do they understand the weight of such responsibility?
Juba: Do any of us truly understand it, Maximus? The world we knew is no more. The young ones grow with knowledge at their fingertips, connected to all corners of the earth. They see the world differently. Why should their voices not be heard?
Maximus: (pausing to think) In my time, a man earned his voice through years of toil and wisdom. But perhaps you are right. The youth… they are unburdened by the scars of the past. They see hope where we see ruin.
Juba: Hope, yes. That is their gift. They vote for leaders who promise to protect the land, to heal the earth, to bring peace. They do not see borders as we do. To them, the world is one.
Maximus: (sighing deeply) And what of those who would manipulate them? Children are easily swayed by silver tongues.
Juba: True. But they are also fearless, unyielding in their ideals. They demand change, and they will not be silenced. The elders guide them, Maximus, but the future belongs to them.
Maximus: (smiling faintly) You speak with such faith, Juba. Perhaps the children of Benin will teach the rest of us something we have long forgotten.
Juba: (grinning) Perhaps they already have.
The two men sit in silence, gazing at the stars. The fire crackles softly, as if echoing their thoughts. The future, once a distant dream, now feels closer than ever.