WE SUFFERED ON THAT DAY - 353 On That Day - We suffered on that day We suffered too to accept that day We suffered too trying to realize the FACT of that day We suffered the perished suffering the pain suffering the REALIZATION of again We are suffering that day. They acting like We didn’t perish - needlessly on that day they acting like Our Fathers didn’t die - unnecessarily on that day they acting like Mommas didn’t suffer a grave lost to the infernal’s grave on that day they acting like Our Fam’lies weren’t shattered mercilessly on that day they acting like Daddies weren’t sacrificed like fe’Wi dear Mommas weren’t crucified on that day they acting like I an’I didn’t die did not succumbed to an untimely passing on that day like I -- I, I, I an’I didn’t shed a tear - didn’t feel a lost wasn’t invaded - without a cause on that day. God damn it man - trivialize My day for a national scary day what about the heroes - the rescues your mockery now trivializes to establish a budget balancing holiday as - on the editorial front pages belittling lives saved yuh posing fear apathy and industrial military might your Hollywood couldn’t have script a better plot than that. They acting like Wi didn’t LOST a Friend on that day acting like Mi sweat an’ blood it’s truly gone to waste building - fighting sacrificing and believing for this country they acting like I didn’t suffer My lost on that day they acting like I an’ fe’Mi Heritage are not STILL suffering from THAT tragedy they acting like We ARE to be blamed for that day the day the Arabian Trojan horse extended its wing and came home to roust a~allelueria - seems there is no Jesus carrying the cross to be crucified. The lost IS not a thing - a personality sexuality or a possession glittering its existence has been - is here will forever to be revisited its WEIGHT is a burden no one individual can but each will realize they are one an’ all are consciously carrying as their psyche was scared on that day it’s what - it’s not it’s My Conscience it’s My Faith - My Reality it’s My Sense Of Being something DEEP within - that I lost “unintendedly” to fear of terror on that day I lost something - nothing totally everything on that day yet establishment exploiting the images of tragedy you on front pages your actions and words tarnishes the deed those of honor -- daily performs. effects And We MUST ask Ourselves what de’hell happened in that ‘hell’ to create “Jumpers” of Our Friends an’ Families what de’hell could be so horrific causing ‘Innocence’ to choose the end - to end this way the conspiracy of suicide hisses its teeth to this rhetoric on that day. They acting like We didn’t suffer a grave lost they acting like We didn’t die on that day they acting like We shouldn’t remember the senseless terror of that day they acting like We should be silent like unconscionable dummies for that day they acting like We have NO feelings they acting like it wasn't for and at Us whom de’shock intended. effects They acting like We didn’t die by the SLAUGHTER of their doings they acting like We aren’t suffering in silence INDIGNATION at a self-imposed … alter they acting like We aren’t grieving as a ONLY means of shelter they acting like We weren’t wounded pierced in the rib on that day acting like We aren’t bleeding - ‘cause of have no feelings about the cause and effect of that day they acting like I should have and believe I to and will willed to remain speechless in the backwardness of complacency to have them gloat in the exploitation of that day they acting like Our Pickneys won’t bare a burden Our Souls didn’t cry for justice as lives buried to dead in the mist of “unbeliefness”. They acting like I have NO tolerance no acceptance FOR apathy no knowledge OF diversity they acting like they and I think the same they ARE acting like ... acting like acting like they ARE acting like We ... We all didn’t die on the day ... the day differences became intolerable the day religious indifference became intolerable on that day.

ELEVATE YOURSELF - 3 Wyan an’ wyan - I an’I and I gwa~a~an educate Yourself - elevate Your Mind and take Self seriously inna dis yah moko~moko don’t mind what they say do the things that help You as You see fit … fit for You as it is You … yu’a livin’ wid You You alone can realize Your wants and needs in their times due suh Yout’ - duh whey Yuh a’fe do an’ gwa~a~an - SEEN. Elevate Yourself take Self seriously You are a part of Life’s beauty if Yuh don’t help You … no-one will suh reach and touch the sky it’s NOT man’s limit REACH - Yuh might light the star stars a-complacent within You do, do, do - pick-up Yuh banga~rang please for Me and for You through a self-enrichment - elevate You! Yout’ an’ Yout’ - Young Bloods educate Yuhself about … the little things You find pleasing all simple actions that makes You laugh moods that makes You sad and the memories … that brings forth tears no-one knows but You sojourns so do, do and do do elevate You as the VOICE of wisdom will come from within - Your Daydreams Youtiee … gwa~a~n steppin’ as de’star - center-staged at large - a’ho~o … it is for You to elevate Yourself pass A - B - C as 1 - 2 - 3 is the dumb man’s destiny. Father-less, downtrodden Pickneys make an effort of head held high to see Your Dreams come through time is passing by wasted moments NEVER to be recovered - again so … take Yourself seriously work towards Your reality make Yourself a karma that brings no-one a bad memory and to Yourself foster no ill-feelings of jealousy, hate or envy … to rahtid. Seek and create new opportunities to bring Dreams to reality elevate Your MIND and develop a positive Self-image suh out’a zero an’ naught Yuh meck one bundle a’ sinting for in the end when You are forced to face the face You carry what You are in display - to Your reservations are the things … that YOU, take YOU, through suh Yout’ - duh whey Yuh a’fe do an’ gwa~a~an - SEEN. Know … fe meck Yuh bell sweet sweat a’fe fall pon pavin’ streets so … COME ON help Yuhrself to help You towards an attainable reality be compassionate to Your wants and needs as nothing – nuttin’ good is accomplished without sincere obsession this will reveal a passion to the onlookers who questions Your zest to accomplish as it is from amongst them - dem same wyan You will see the true helping hand - stretched-forth. Mother-less, tryin’ Young Bloods don’t make false promises that will hold You down - as everybody is looking … for himself looking … for herself we’re looking for ourselves every -- BODY looking … for self - suh pick-up Yuh banga~rang please for Me and for You through a self-enrichment - elevate You! They will all watch and say this and that … that and this and the things they say they do “criticizingly” doing for to helpin’ You not always in the best interest of Your sojourns it is for You to listen to and know - drumbeats the timing within Your ego and henceforth assert Self or just patiently sit-back and wait to reveal You were on the track all along Youtiee … gwaan steppin’ as de’star - center-staged at large - a’ho~o. So do, do and do DO - educate and elevate - YOURSELF (as unbeknown … to You and Me You - are counting on You)2x Yout’ an’ Yout’ - Young Bloods wyan an’ wyan - I an’I and I unbeknown to You and Me You - are counting on You counting on You counting on You … to rahtid.

IF IT’S ONCE A DAY - 63 If it’s once a day only once a day tell Her hi-hello life-comforter I do need for You go and embrace Her with brazen compassion hold Her closely take the time to secure the door of You and Her togetherness close the entry - “adjarly” and an’ ‘LOVE’ Her penetrate Her Soul concentrate on Her as only, You should if at all -- once a day only once let Her know You are there ‘CAUSE - YOU - CARE Yuh ain’t gonna leave an’ go -- nowhere - anywhere … at all. If it’s once a day let Your needs -- go put Hers, Her desires in front of Your wants and insecurities for Her cry with the symphony of Her indulgence take the time to listen to Her an’ CARRY Her weight if at all -- once a day make sure YOU get on Her nerves to reassure Your acceptance of Her indifferences as You are there in sickness and health the good and the bad the sunny or the cloudy days so in You SHE - CAN - HAVE - FAITH. If it’s once a day let Her know no matter what matters You are in dowry for Her jealousy there for Her in companionship for both You and Her You - willing to be - HER support and strength You are NOT a-weakened to show Your caring and supportive love for Her - so if at all -- once a day tell Her I do LOVE You I do WANT for You I do NEED for You I do THINK of You -- about You FOR - YOU - AND - ME … I do. I’ll do, do, do anything for You … with You as You would be so appreciating to do for Me I will be a-proud as We forge the togetherness of We do tell Her so as to let Her doubtfulness know - and if only once a day please to LOVE HER close the doors of insecurity and inhibition AND HOLD HER in the heat of passion be a warrior in “brassfull armor - bronzy” JUST FOR HER - find the strength and muster one more uumm - into Her acceptance. If it’s once a day tell Her, in the voice of Her “stallioned” Kingman hi~hello, just thinking about You ask Her inna Big-man voice of the Love Zone how are You? what can I do - in earnest for You? if at all -- once a day let Her know if Her tears should fall drip - drop - drop - “driply~drop” - do know where, how and what opportune time of this day to hand Her Your towel and say My Honey Dear - Sweet~Sweet Sugar~Plum~Plum I am here - ready and capable to let Your teardrops - STOP. If only, once a day HOLD Her - CARE with Her THINK with Her - TALK with Her DECISIONS - make decisions with Her if it’s even the simplest of things do it attentively and caringly just for Her go through the ups and downs with Her - WORRY forgiveness, patience, tenderness exercise these inner karmas and remember to - TALK if it’s only once a day be (one ... big oversized bunny)2x who’s willing to forgive, forget an’ lay aside -- just for the heck of it if at all -- once a day scoochie~whoochie~woowiee make a fool of You just for Her Nerve’s sake be the critical Friend the confidant and the lover be all You can and have to be for the sake of Your relationship’s endurance ... if it’s only once a day ... be. Be … be SORRY be HAPPY be SAD be GLAD for and with Her if at all -- once a day DO - the unbelievable and unthinkable if not for Her confidence then for Yours as it’s never a too late to lie for Her pain and unseen weakness so do something if it’s even to waste some - times walking in the la~la bye do it willingly with Her - in Your company. If it’s once a day tell Her of Your Dreams for both Your Future togetherness let Her know You are there ‘CAUSE YOU CARE You a Shoulder to lean on You A SECURITY BY - HER - SIDE You let Her know at least once a day You and Your manhood SHE - CAN - COUNT - ON if at all -- once a day renew a pledge with Your Soul Mate. If it’s once a day tell Her ...

PROTECT ME - 592 Ancestors - protect I from My friends as My enemies don’t break bread with Me … oh Ancestors who are charged with My wellbeing on dutiful guard - protect I from My friends uncalled for and out of character - it is they whom who have become manifested liars and thieves in so doing - deduced to raping the fruits of My Dreams by corning My wounds - with their potted seasonings My “be-friendliness” as blindfolded and led I into the maze of mishaps - thereupon My friends greed - saw this their windfall - uum protect I see - while My enemies - at a distance for I to be watchful experience - being aware of their advancing tactics with diligence My Thoughts buffoon them - in contrary it’s My friends hugging embrace that’s proven to - tag the bulls-eye pon My naivety so they go around tittle-tattling laughter at Me a-moved - I am more to believe in My Duppy watch Mi ‘Back’ - protect I from My friends. Prayers - envision to I My friends deeds so I can be assured - not to harm My enemies … oh daily Prayers protect I from My friend’s whispering advices while knowing of My certitude the enemies plans and re-plans their spies hire guards in fear of My outbursts thus - the cunning of My awareness gives I time … to slip~a~fool to their preparedness giving friends comfort-laugher in My astuteness but - to entrap I in his servitude it’s ‘hey-friend’ who - has slipped the surprised backstab to solace his envy of My Creativity it’s a sobering reality - that sometimes one has to befriend one’s enemy - for advised protection - from assault(s) of one’s friend(s). Dear “God” - My friends deceitfulness … has caused My decisiveness to bring pray to You - for them the stench of My friend’s bullshit blows down hill - towards My enemy’s camp - thus despite My well-intent camouflage in this naïve amity I am at forever … at a disadvantage - hence in My awareness - tolerating the burdens to become somebody - to keep this earned ‘shield’ ambition a Warrior must discern - save for it’s the seasonings of My so-call friend’s pie that blocks My ‘pipe’ bent-over from constipation - I then am exposed out in the ‘green’ where even a pebble can - pick I off in My recovery - as tired feet are slowed to a drag this ungrateful fool - for no explained reason aloofly he brawled in/is spitefulness screaming directionally exposing My position of weakness oh shit Mamma who now has My back My enemies then find it a-easy to crumble My special Prayers of refuge the survival realization is once you identify to know them one has to find the courage and stab friend(s) … in the eyes. Enemies and misfortune - please to give I a break I need the time to protect Me from My friends’ deeds so I can be assured an honest fight - on your return oh Conscience protect My lucidness from My friend’s resentments a-laziness rousts pon his slight-mindedness so instead of medicine of conscience cure he consciously plots the cesspools of begrudge in the placement that My naivety trod My enemies then - are so outraged their outstretched arms were My buoyancy in this vomit oh unanswered Prayers - is this a sign of My faith’s testing see where Your Warrior’s weary Soul lies - imagine it’s been long the time since I have such - restful Sleep My Prayers now - are for My enemies’ wellbeing and safety on their journey - back home share with them the fruits of My labor - and protect them Ancestors - from the traps My friends convene I’m leaving - these My friend to My Mother’s Prayers She prays - protect Mi Pickney~o suh - when prayers are answered no one needs … uum. Oh Ancestors - whom are charged with My wellbeing when You ALL come charging - to protect My outcry knock My enemies’ doors - as there My defensiveness found shelter from My friends My enemies’ bosom - is where My cynical has found comfort see - encircled by their shields - I am made to feel like a king as - in the privacy of this surrounding their untouched wombs - compassionately kiss-bath the salt of My friend’s seasonings from My open wounds recognize - their lips are now boiled.

BY MYSELF – 435 Sitting here … by Myself - between time an’ place I’ve realized the suicidal mission of self-achievement it has married Me to Loneliness lingering pages of delusions between the masturbation of Self-pity and dogma I talked to Me and was answered to do dig it out of My Head then henceforth - go find her - and blow her dumb-fucking brains to nowhere - that for not answering Me - in low-class feistiness even at that I’m a failure - explaining that dutty-pussy stains-up embroidery baggies a-leaving Artistry - here … by Myself. As she laugh at My shivering I wonder to ponder the indecision that drips tears on placarded Mask the masquerade is stained from the embarrassment of My finned-fingers’ masturbations - attempts with awkward fingers - I’m denied the grapple of self-satisfaction I am worst than fish out-of-water - here … by Myself. The Mask … stained in this tired steer is gazed in a position of anxiety one that symbolizes depression in dealing with disrespect and denigration and - as now ... My Enough is dealing a declaration enough of this self-pitied bullshit Silence reasons wid Itself - here ... by Myself. For as I blink - a reflex of doubt it is I whom will miss the splatter then - I would be brainless no-one to put brains back … where it belongs so I relax - as even My tears show - that I am tired in My Loneliness and where no wrenkin’ stench jostles My Aphrodisiac I then try harder at enjoying Myself … by Myself. So … to stop the migraines - I depress the Music allowing the ‘balls’ to dance again and from going suicidal in My madness I press again - allowing Me to dance ... by Myself.

A FAILED MAN - 126 Somebody please understand although My Intentions were good to de ... Pickney Dem de’Young Bloods I never always - provided an’ heaven knows to Their Mothers I’ve given many - a sleepless nights given many ... a sleepless nights, sleepless nights. But, if I could open the pages of My Mind and one - could feel the beats of My Heart the world would know from - My - point-of-view I wanted so much to be that - perfect Man a Father, a mighty Provider a Shoulder, a~a~a Lover a Painter of Mine Own Collage an~n~nd a ... Friend Father and ... a Friend, Friend. But somewhere - somehow unexplainable I got lost on Life’s tracks I had My Hands out but no-one took them I opened My Eyes to see but the way was clouded an’ I made out nothing although I tried - persistently I’ve tried so hard ... to place My every - daring Steps but someone - something - some feared phobia keeps moving and water-colouring the pebble stones which mark the right - pathway mark the right ... pathway, pathway. Now ... here I stand a shell of-a-Man I have so~o~o … much pride an’ boastfulness I show no shame - although in My Mind I’m tearing Myself apart - with blame for I ... wanted so -- to leave for My Lovers and Future Ones A - BETTER - WAY for I wanted so~o~o to be - a perfect Man a Daddy, an impressive Bringer a Guiding hand, a~a~a Sweetheart an Artist of Mine Own Perplexity and ... a Buddy Friend and ... a Buddy, Buddy. Somebody please understand an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN no! no! no! fe’de Pickney Dem sake de’Young Bloods and the Egotism that feeds I you - don’t label Me - a DISAPPOINTMENT don’t distress I ... in the statue of a FIASCO don’t look at I ... in the status of DISGUST don’t glance disenchantment at My Presence you - don’t label Me - a FAILURE. I’ve had to deal with ‘man’ humankind and their ways and dreams and because the Determination of My unbendable Modesty has ALWAYS brought a-shame to their distrust - in I and they are STILL entrapped in their - lack of knowledge - untraveled and inexperienced psyche as to why I Step My next awakened Dream they’re “a-choken” on CUPIDITY’S vomit so within the company of hate an’ grudge-fullness they’re plastering I Ways with bad-vibes and resentment - as in jealousy their dreams nightmare on envy are to have I give-up in the misery of complacency an’ feel-sorry-for -- with them instead: by the drudgery of not givin’-up I’m determined to be I - Somebody - consequently I forge on in I Dreams with nothing else to lose and the realities to manifest for My surging Future so I look forward to the spoiling - MAD of My - Grand Ones the spoiling - MAD of My - Future - as I wanted so much to be that - perfect Man a Papa, a mighty Provider a Backbone, a~a~a Beloved a Dancer of Mine Own Confusion and a Companion Dancer and ... a Companion, Companion. It’s not on alleluia’s faith nor a glass-eyed follow after another’s fading ripples but a determination for My Pickney’s Survival why ... that’s why I must STILL go on -- so as I pass ... a’de by oh somebody please I am the FIRST to acknowledge Mine Own Hypocrisy the FIRST to acknowledge the hypocrisy - I live as STILL - I beckon I’m the River-by I flow to fertilize your pondering quest questing as to why We both seek an answer as to why ... but ‘cross’ I - and an’ I’ll suck de’livin’ daylights don’t mess wid dis Dread a PRODUCT Aloysius Bad-Bwoy from Marvely of an environment a Dreamer Derelda Walker’s Grand Son who lives by the realities of Mine Own - Nightmares knows that Life is never lived until your grand-ones - EAT until your future leans on to survive from your working hands so~o~o ... for the things I Meditate somebody please understand an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN please understand an’ don’t label Me -- A - FAILED - MAN. Somebody please understand although My Intentions were good to de ... Pickney Dem de’Young Bloods I never always - provided an’ heaven knows to Their Mothers I’ve given many - a sleepless nights and so - many have chosen disappointment to label My Presence as I waged a burdened responsibility to listen humbly without the arrogance of Mine Own Egotism whilst stepping “boastedily” in My admitted Ignorance as ... of the lifeboat not only am I captain and crew I’m its lone rescued … Survivor lone rescued … Survivor, Survivor. But -- if I could ... from My - point-of-view share My Intent to be that - perfect Man a Father, a reliable Source a Partner, a~a~a Precious a Praying partner and a Champion then somebody you would see ... De’Blood~Klaat Obeah - Anthony Obeah Akkompong - Leonard Akkompong to Pussy~Klaat - Pierre you would see ... De’Blood~Klaat Obeah Akkompong to Bumbo~Klaat Anthony Leonard “Aloysius” ... Pierre is I - is I - is I ... I. Derelda Walker’s Grand Son - Donald Pierre’s Bwoy a’ wyan’a Da~Da’s Bwoy - de’wyan who gu’wey a-america wid ‘Im Mod’da - Prame Myrtle Reid - seen.

A DATE – 118 by Anthony Leonard Pierre I applaud Your willingness to accept others I admire Your style an’ the way You place Your actions so as to not bother others I want to say “thank You” and to take You to the park an’ walk an’ talk and enjoy the joy You radiate but for what reason to give I’m lost I’m not sure don’t want to suggest the wrong idea the wrong thought the wrong reason for Me stating much less asking. I want to be on a date with such a person like You just to show My appreciation of Your character of Your simple but strong personality but - long time Friend I am too cautious too wary from past experiences to ask for -- “just a walk down the street date”.

YOUR ... – 198 by Anthony Leonard Pierre You are the words you speak so be cautious as you walk the streets … Your GUARDS be e’ very conscientious as to why - where - when and to whom you surrender ‘THEM’ if at all - never drop a GUARD to even the closest of friend as it is they who are within reach to bewilder your faith measure your friends by - your both wants and needs - thus who has the tolerance to do without. Yuh si lonilenss - som’times a’yuh best friend ..! Your TRUST careful as to why and for what cause and affect you exercise - ‘IT’ your TRUST should first be of self - to elude the phobias breathing regression thus, the fairy tales must first prove themselves before you dare knock on TRUST doors therewith you surprise your PRIDE with disparaging WORDS. Your FAITH be prudent in giving ‘IT’ - and only when absolutely abiding an’ even then as a last resort with PRIDE intact and on your WORDS your FAITH will leave you vulnerable so exercise ‘IT’ cautiously - giving your TRUST space to be exercised as the things you believe - in must be within reach and of your control. Your mannerism - a reflection of the things you eat suh - carefully choose with whom you feast … Your PRIDE implant vigilance and never expose - never smear - never disgrace no matter the importance - NEVER be without your PRIDE so what is seen in/as character is a positive radiance of the/your inner karma - noting it’s your friends gossips - that most tarnish your PRIDE to weight your TRUST. Your WORD give ‘IT’ with PRIDE and attitudinize by ‘IT’ with your -- Life stand by your WORD with all might so your FAITH is not smeared as it’s easy to lose TRUST when the GUARD is broken realize that SPEECH is not an automatic reflex thus the responsibility is duly yours when WORDS hurt. You are your own ... your don’t insult nor pulverize “self-centerdness” by hanging with a friend who has nothing worthwhile to give your needs as your enemy is the someone who refuses to give in - into the wants you both claim to need friendship is truly a selfish act - least envy - jealousy and greed wouldn’t be indulgences. Your fear of an enemy is only because you are in refusal of the space forged between you so you waste the energy to be on GUARD waste the energy of being - on GUARD as loosing a friend - there goes secrets to the wind. And as you drop a GUARD remember faith is a belief in that - that cannot be proven so do you TRUST the actions of an enemy or the smile of the friend close enough to know your weakness do take time - examine your life without and what makes and how different is a presumed enemy. Your GUARDS - your TRUST your FAITH - your PRIDE - your WORD emotions based on interactions with passersby so chose your company selectively and appropriately as the devil does dwell within ... yes ever question why the need to go seek - a “God” to go seekin’ - a “God” - note hallelujahs are loudest amongst company parading whose fear - distrust and self-doubt. Your GUARDS be e’ very conscientious as to why - where when and to whom you surrender ‘THEM’ your TRUST careful as to why and for what cause and affect you exercise - ‘IT’ your FAITH be prudent in giving ‘IT’ - and only when absolutely abiding your PRIDE implant vigilance and never expose - never smear - never disgrace your WORD give ‘IT’ with PRIDE and attitudinize by ‘IT’ with your - Life with your - Life your - Life. - Seen ..!

WRITER – 124 A lonely man is unlike a lonely - woman that everybody by now realizes but, truly a lonely Writer shares the experiences of either - sex an’ that is: a lonely state of emptiness it’s like sitting on the stool of a pit-toilet waiting for de’work to -- be -- finished to -- be -- wiped up. Society goes - by making - its judgments and shouting - its accusations at We, the Writers of truth an’ as de’job is near finishin’ We glance to notice those before didn’t consider We following so the paper is near finishing and now: We sit there wonderin’ who is or, if anyone -- is lookin’ as We ponder with the decision of how -- to -- Write how -- to -- wipe. In times like these We battle between Pride and Shame should We open-up or drop Our Guards to say, to a -- passerby please, ‘and ME your hand I need - to Write or, should We hold Shame and Pride and leave OUR Space of security without -- a -- Write without -- this -- sanity wipe? In either case We see Ourselves the loser, so~o~o … We shut the door fearing the committing of creativity suicide it’s Our only veil of defiance behind which We hide having no experience of Our World they then say We - are silent We -- are -- so -- different We -- Write -- so -- magnificent. At least - for the time I spent on the stool it will be warm there for the callousness of their cold hearts an’ they will need to take even MORE time -- there than I as they will sit in lonesome - wonderin’ what does My Graffiti mean and with WHAT did I do -- My -- Painting do -- this -- Expressing. An’ just then they will glance to notice I didn’t consider those following ... I’ve learned how to - cope and shelter Me within Myself how to - pull My Pride up to survive amongst “passerbys” as with the Writer’s Pencil they hammer My every Knuckle intending to BREAK My Will My defense then comes from -- My -- Cunning from -- these -- Writings so as I quest to find and identify My Creativity I’ve developed an extraordinary Self-confidence to be the Artistry of Mine Own Egotism and packaged My Outcrys stylist-icily for an admiration the shy-likeness is only fed by an acceptance as introvert is only a defense so I reached for another pile and pick-up discarded Thoughts the Writer had thought -- thoughtless. Ode -- to the Artist in --You ode -- to the painter, writer, singer to the drummer ... the guitarist, percussionist the pianist, opera, ballet performer - a poet tap dancer, a puppeteer to the brass players a costumer, composer - the technicians or a musical engineer ... as the Orator Jimmy Cliff says “You can get it, if you really want it but you must try -- try -- an’ try ..!” If You have not invested the Time and developed Creativity then You too will stand in shock of the artistic expressions that caused man to worship - a gasp it is You who will be in envy of the styles and curvatures that moves an emotion subsequently, as being a-lost in Your Self-doubt regretfully, You WILL hang a shameful head so shake the Pen if the Pencil is “dullened”. Ode -- to the Artist in -- You Dream big, enormous bountiful Dreams Your accomplishment comes from conquering Your Fears and Doubts with -- a -- TRY with -- a -- carefree WIPE. Society goes - by making - its judgments and shouting - its accusations at We, the Writers of truth in times like these We battle between Pride and Shame should We open-up or drop Our Guards in either case We see Ourselves the loser, so~o~o … We shut the door an’ they then say We - are silent We -- are -- so -- indifferent We -- are -- so -- priggishly. Ode -- to the Artist in -- You ode -- to the Artist in -- Me ode -- to the Creativity in -- You ode -- to the Writer in -- Me dream big, enormous beautiful Dreams Your accomplishment comes from conquering Your Fears and Doubts with -- a -- TRY with -- this -- artistic WIPE. Write on ole’ Writer play on mistress Music go on yo’ Children go after and forge Your Dreams You can get it if You try -- try -- an’ try try -- try -- an’ wipe!

REGGAE HERO - GREGORY - 192 Black Da~Da … they tried too many times to imprison Your symbolic Voice an’ like a lamb to the slaughter You beckoned Your tonality “Mr Cop”, “Motherless Children” have got’ta be free oh … “Set the Captive Free” to trod “Across The Border” as de’Souls of Revolutionary Warriors should always be “Out Deh” wid da skankin’ Pickney Dem never for Yourself non immediate Fam’ly but for de’Downtroddens who You are chosen by de’Ancestors to represent. MAKE CHANGE From de’Likkle-Rock - Jamaica Gregory a’de Hero a Warrior in battle ahead a’de frontline and an Ambassador at all times You’ve continued to uphold I an’I’s place in de’global marketplace check-it: de’four corners of ole’Akkompong rock - soothingly to de’Cool Ruler’s Sweet, Sweet Lovers’ Rock - Cultural Rock, ah~ah they’re rockin’ to de’Revolutionary Rock all rockin’ to Gregory’s beckoning tonal range - yeah. MAKE CHANGE Hero fe Reggae - emblematic Chants fe Wi de’street Pickneys say Gregory is a Hero out deh -- while others have moved uptown commercialized themselves to play list and ads on T.V. cut-off dem ‘Locks’ to fancy-fancy migrate abroad a’guh live ‘gainst caucasia’s fan dangles involve inna all manner of atrocities and sleepin’ … wid de’enemy You Hero Dready would be seen TRODDIN’ Jam-Doung’s Streets wid de’skankin’ PICKNEYS. MAKE CHANGE Oh Gregory - stamina Daddy a Hero to those whom others ‘ave forgotten Yuh set a standard fe Jam-Doung liken dat set on continent Ethiopia by Fela, by Willie, Melchizedek and Solomon You are a territorial Lion so meek - while ruling with a ‘presence’ and a “Black Afrikan Eagle” when the time is set to defend We a’Yu Mi Idren leaned pon as ‘Im box-doung a’ ‘sentence’ oh Rough Neck - yeah You were de’pillow at His head, de’protector in ‘Im den. MAKE CHANGE No matter de’deeds or trials Yu tested fe’guh through sticks an’ stones - point fingers or tongue lashin’ did not caused You to trod-on in embarrassment dat’s right none can sey - Ruler walked by shamefully but - all see an’ knew Your struggle and subsequent survival through and against wyan’a caucasia’s military - chemical weapons an’ Yu suh bare~face to tell dem - ALL dat Yu not seekin’ nu’sympathy -- BUT as a FATHER - Yuh warn an’ beckon to de’Yout’s of the DISEASE of caucasia’s plot Yuh chanted, “Smoking Head” and “Hard Drugs” “One Man Against de’World” and “Rough Neck” Hero Gregory ... with Your indigenous tonality Yu encircle Yu’self wid Black Defiance - as the clergy of caucasia’s appointed came charging BAM! BAM! -- BAM! ... nuff salute to You the tallawa of the Hummingbird is back-boned liken unto You - Black Da~Da Your power of speech beacons Liberation as a Generation arises by Your influence. MAKE CHANGE Dem caucasian’s EVIL plot is to rob de’Pickney’s Pearl so evil goes knockin’ at Reggae Heroes’ doors if Yuh don’t an’ser they shoot through - BAM den next - Ankestor’s Chanters lay dying - DEAD bloodstains showing a Life taken - a Mentor killed a Black Positive Image - ASSASSINATED in “whip man’s” vain Prince Far I - Lue Lepkie - Pan Head - Major Worries Puma Jones - Tenor Saw - King Tubby - Free-I Lee-Van-Cliff - Dirts Man - Hugh Mundell - Delroy Wilson Jack Ruby - Jacob Miller - Bob Marley - Early B General Echo - Peter Tosh - Dennis Brown - Alton Ellis to the Liberation slaughter Reggae’s Heroes dying in sacrifice for da Black Cause commuting Revolutionary suicide just because - for a cause - because there is a cause Ia’s Voices are military weapons wid that Wi charge. MAKE CHANGE So Gregory - to imprison Your figurative Voice they go about with a plot - just because makin’ mockery of de’I plannin’ to ‘ave You give-up -- DEAD - without a cause suh - like scavengers, they sit waitin’ to dress-up in Your struggled fame - yeah they go about meckin’-up awards and ceremonies for themselves while propaganda headlines - gossiping on negative vibes is all they spread pon one of Reggae’s Foundation Mortar Stones - as in outfits of envy - they standby pointing gossips but NEVER opening a palm to gasp a realization. MAKE CHANGE I stand not hesitant to proclaim: o~o~oh Warrior - exemplary the range of Your outcry in Your unique Voice other Warriors find courage a Lone - Lonely Soul finds refuge de’Timid revives Their strength de’Lost sees the torch lit ahead the Thirsty quenches Their thirst all from Your lyrical fountain a Hero to all Yardies Jamaican’s Reggae Hero - YES Black Da~Da Gregory - dat’s You. MAKE CHANGE Like a Hummingbird Reggae’s Doctor Bird You hover pon de’stage an’ area where Life’s battles are fought by those found worthy to embody Blacka Ites since de’seventies when called for - to the frontlines of charged duties You answered bravely with “Sinner Man - Give a Hand Bad Da - Sunshine For Me Thief’a Man” and “Don’t Pity Me Native Woman - International Tribulation” chant Warrior Gregory hovering from Yard to ‘foreign’ declaring “Going Downtown - Slave Master Set the Captive Free - Poor and Clean A Sacrifice” and “I Am Struggling ...” t’ings an’ time went on an’ de’eighties surely did test -- but the Spirits of Ancestors embraced and gave a Warrior an abstract Voice to chant “Dieting - Out Deh Material Man” and “Live An’ Love Cool Down de’Pace - Not The Way Hard Road to Travel - Let Off Sup’nu Rebel With A Cause” and “Street Walker Inner City Lady - Yes I Do Love Me With Feelings” and “Top Ten ...” de’nineties ... well Gregory Ia Pickneys salute You -- as We a’ standin’ pon de’footings Your sacrifice sculpts Reggae Hero - “Wailing Rudie” “Ghetto’s” Chanter - “Opel Rider” Reggae Hero - “Don’t Play With Fire” Top Celebrity - “Just Another Finger” Reggae Hero - “Talk Don’t Bother Me” Cool Ruler - “Night Nurse ...” Yes G. Isaacs - dat’s You nuff respect - Ias salute You every wyan an’ wyan dat I meet - every damn wyan sid-doung pon Your a-sculpted Legs Papa - a’ You teach an’ guides Wi through Armageddon’s torrential streets. Oh Gregory MAKE CHANGE de’changes Wi have seen - are just games MEN play but as You declare You are “... branded a victim by the words man say!” know dis Ia - dem Ancestors won’t let da wicked capture or get You out - no way caucasia has been cruel the price set on I an’I - Natty Ites’ head are so high, so high ... yeah Wi saw dem wid dem slave ships heading BACK … towards I’man Yard their muskets are armed … with cocaine - homosexuality - incest - alcoholism cancer - diabetes - aids - stroke an’ de’likes and as their propaganda is “Just Another Finger” in defiance, the “Wailing Rudie” willed to stand as “One Man Against de’World” ..! MAKE CHANGE You are a visionary oral “Black-Lifetorian” for Jam-Doung an’ Her Pickneys scattered abroad YOU document the struggles of a Nation rejoice the triumph of a Victor brought attention to ... de’doings of de’Yardies caused dis an’ dat to happen to and about dat an’ dis sooth, sooth Black Nerve with Your Sweet, Sweet tonal Reggae Voice - yeah oh, Cool Ruler - allegorically You are de’Cream a’de’Crop I saw a Night Nurse rockin’ to dat fact - and in a reasonin’ wid elder - Alton Ellis I teased -- that I love how He copied Your style the Foundation Elder that He too is laughed an acceptance of such a high acclamation to You both - knowing the truth of such matters oh Gregory a’fe Yuh indigenous Voice guides Wi in the absence of Our motherless Mommies - Yuh do dat as Wi fight ‘gainst convictions You are the military tool upon which I an’I lean a conviction. Oh Gregory MAKE CHANGE fe temporary fame an acceptance pon play-list many a’dem ‘settle’ Reggae inna five lone tracks “GOD - GANJA - GAY - GIRLS - GUNS” are the solitary topics dem reside pon - suh dem run gone call dat -- king of ... guh label dis -- prince of ... dat deh wyan -- a’queen hear sey him -- a’prophet but to hell wid all’a dem for those whom Yuh represent those who Yuh continually fight for Wi sey BRAVE Warrior Yu a’de ONLY ONE found fit ... HERO OF REGGAE Reggae hero Gregory HERO FE’ REGGAE de’Cool Ruler Gregory HERO OF REGGAE G. Isaacs Gregory the tallawa of the Hummingbird is back-boned liken unto Your Sweet Lovers’ Rock - Cultural Rock, ah~ah. Oh Gregory Saturday, July 15, 1950 what a day that must had been upon Fetchers Land, Kingston Jamaica, W.I. MAKE CHANGE Gregory Isaacs - with an ability to speak dat’s You Gregory Isaacs - a humble Lion dat’s You Gregory Isaacs - Voice of the Survivors dat’s You Gregory Isaacs - Downtown Man dat’s You Gregory Isaacs - Raggamuffin Man dat’s You Gregory Isaacs - Hero fe Reggae dat’s You Gregory - Pearl of Jamaica dat’s You ..!

EDUCATION “MIS-SYSTEM” - 95 To Us the system is lying educators becoming liken to dictators and wardens - underpaid as teachers - overpaid as babysitters - overworked physically and mentally drained in a time constrained ... system nu’ov’atime in - dis ‘GAME’ - teachers are mistreated by the requirements and conditions they have to work in - they are left alone with Children of PECULIAR behaviours and needs - accused as unfit educators by impatient - frustrated parents “De’bwoy cyan’t read after how long - yu’ave ‘im?” “Kiss~mi~neck~back - mi gyal com’ home t’inkin’ - she prematurely … half pregnant ..!” - less time and money allocated to accomplish the impossible a room full all MUST pass - A+ - educators becoming surrogate parents taking on the responsibility of parent and society - many times not enough time to teach some forms of public or religious holiday - conference or field trip - other times teachers’ time is REQUIRED on a research project have to keep an’ justify those government and corporate grants -- but within all this the system calls for, higher - improved test scores to justify a campaign promise, or quiet the ONE lone voice crying for improvement - crying for betterment. They are SHORT-CHANGING the Children by robbing Them of - Their Youth - Their Creative Will thus forcing the Mind to stray as the Mind of the Young go - wasted the Mind IS a terrible thing … to oppress as indicated in the behaviours and the “bewop” Voices of the Youths Black Bwoys don’t read the communication stumbling blocks that NOOSES a potential but its through Their stifled outcries - one sees the need for educational emancipation - educational emancipation. An oppressed Mind is certainly, going to continue to do ‘wrong’ whenever and wherever ‘IT’ sees an opportunity to bu’st loose - to unleash - show-off and potential school settings where conditions seem - right set by parent pressure, peer pressure administrative pressure and teacher pressure ... BAM tension is unleashed - conditions like these cause even the strongest of INDIVIDUAL ‘good teacher’ to fallow the MASS - master race supremacy plan of suppression to oppress the … caught - in - the - trap Inner City, predominately DARK - SKINNED - Child this well planned systematic oppression ultimately KILLS - the (spongy - unaware MIND.)2x Conditions of this “mis-system” gone … suh raass bad like ALL the other atrocities aimed, to KILL the BLACK ‘WILL’ cigarettes, alcohol, cocaine, under-employment, sexual diseases the influx of guns … in Black Communities - etcetera this too Inner City crisis spreading to your rural towns and you continue to tur~rn your heads to a condition, you well know - that is contrived, conceived and plotted STATISTICALLY researching and (wishing the problem - away.)2x What happens to “bending the tree whilst it’s young” instead of better - proven teaching methods community involvement real … day-to-day role models and mutual respect on BOTH the path of of the Teachers and Students We observe YOU calling for more security your symbol of - intimidation and submission it’s like prisoners whom are held in inhumane conditions - are out of control suh yuh invading the Innocent’s Rights looking for the ONE out of every hundred you claim, is causing the plight of course, as it is then justified by moral scruples against YOU the Children MUST - FIGHT as you ‘take’ Their BASIC rights - away the educational system goes accusing both Student and Teachers - as by lunch time the stresses of a cultural shock will have these Innocence confused under a system’s failing label without an ‘in place’ safety net. Such a sad bumbo~klaat reality run the schools like prisons ‘cause that’s where ‘you’ intend these Young FERTILE Minds to be heading grade-by-grade you break away at - Their ‘WILL’ it’s like training animals for the repetitive monotony circus routines if only BIG elephant will wake-up and realize it has the WILL an’ MIGHT to (BREAK ... the chains!)2x Think … of the cost of running a school verses maintaining a prison We see in the school systems there are taxpayers, school offered private tutors for the caucasian’s child, who needs extra help while there is - “THE LEARNING DISABLED PROGRAM” of course with its stigma to LIFE-TIME LABEL the BLACK CHILD - as dumb and still, in this educated system you brag about We see Children sentenced to serving - They are completing approximately thirteen years, of public education and are unable to properly read or write They go about suited in intellectual incompetence wearing your textbook label of - “functional illiterates” after being “probationed” from freely educated to the life of another institution making way for - another - Innocence it is - YOUR - SCHOOL - SYSTEM a systematic ... control a moneymaking ... machine a divide an’ conquer ... scheme - AND a way of sub-consciously controlling those caught TRAPPED at the bottom, of the economic scale. An education “mis-system” proven to be one of the “TOOL-WEAPONS” contributing to My … raass~klaat demise under-funded - poorly run with a revolving door intentionally TARGETED at the Inner City dwellers whom are ill-informed of opportunities the lack of information of Your tax use and the power of non-consistent voting offer to Your Children a majority of Black Boys of the disenfranchised herd who are dictated to the general, inclusion or restrictive special education programs markets Black Boys to the prison industrial projects as the brain droning of the Third World and the Inner Cities entry permits Their model teachers - to america’s suburbs entry level administration and cooperate america employments. Imagine dis blood~klaat brain draining ender employment upon the Third World and the Inner Cities - as population is increasing but through the rhetoric’s of politics you’re destroying schools while closing others doors and for those whose doors, are ‘LOCKED-OPEN’ accessibility to the “knowledge” taught there are made harder in that the rules … to enter - to stay in - and to leave discriminate against the POPULATION most - in - need as the politician’s stat citations monitor the 4th grade test scores to mandate the building of more prison cells and even worse - cutting Teachers’ salaries while demanding more work - thus We lose ‘OUR’ Teachers to a ‘FOREIGN - TRADE’ that lures Them from the profession of Their calling to serve the affluence’s greed why? - title “teacher” is an accepted prerequisite into cooperate family acceptance whereas many educational administrators have NO classroom experience these actions willfully rob the Children of Their ‘life-blood’ vein to ‘absorb’ an influence learn a lesson plan or “manneristic” discipline from a Community Mentor and on the other hand, you ‘pass laws’ - allocate more funds employ those ... to BUILD and MAINTAIN NEW PRISONS the pendulum has been imploded a crack it’s the Voice of the a-Lost that vibes your changing era suh if de’shit~’ouse dey inna de’swamps would yuh supply running wa’ta, paddle or paper would yuh - would yuh? Now hear mi~dyin’~trial a’ from the economic gains of the confinement communities your electorates balance - a budget this built-in institutional racism locks its colour-bar as it strikes against societal most needy the ballots soothe a fear - based on Black-hate stemmed from your predisposed racial injustices this attempts to solve a problem targeted and magnified by - your portrayal and outlook that causes an epidemic one that is intentionally focused on the DARK - SKINNED - RACE your electorates “brand-aid” a problem instead of prevention this in the long haul, if schooled - is proven has a more socially redeeming value than ‘KILL THEM’ yes - an exposure to any form of community educational system is better than the declaration - “incarceration” through the butted disease of a systematic racial hate this stifles Their potential and indoctrinates the recidivism virus of Self-denigration where then is the chance offered to Black Children in a democratic system where education is presumed a privileged opportunity where the teachers of this american propaganda masquerades their “Ivory League” fulfillment as a quote of exploitation on Innocent Minds now ... if de’swamp is infested wid snakes de’paddle nuh mus’ tu’n ... inna wyan gun the system is lying educators becoming liken to dictators and wardens - underpaid as teachers - overpaid as babysitters - overworked physically and mentally drained in a time constrained ... system.   Look - statistically proven as the school’s dropout rate continues to RISE the prison population and the recidivism rate for the COLOURED SKINNED are forever increasing BLACKS shackled in Their Mind-set restrictive movements and limited human interaction are schooled into breeding a Generation of WEAK minded Peoples this is the aim and intent of - the caucasian’s “racist - supremacy - incorporation” and every - BODY in society who claims they’ve made - ‘IT’ who meekly believe in a system designed to undermine and discourage they turn their heads in the direction of recluse’s shame they sit reminiscing on old-times wishing the problem - away while the racist shit~stem of race integration continues to ‘educate’ the Children for the revolving doors of the PRISONS of the PRISONS as if - it is the state capital the ivory - tower as if - it is the state capital the ivory - tower. What a raass~klaat dough Inner City Life has taught - I much! much! much! To Us the system is lying educators becoming liken to dictators and wardens underpaid and unappreciated by impatient - frustrated parents media mongrels, politicians and bias onlookers who are bathing in the consumption of ungratefulness as a system caste teachers in a status where they lack the economic prowess of influence for it is they who are jeered “If you can’t do - then teach!” imagine “If you can’t do - then teach!” this upon the poor teachers. The american educational school systems setting-up Black Pickneys - to fail setting-up Black Pickaninnies - to disappoint setting-up Black Fam’ly - to not succeed as it indoctrinates a society based and balanced on the depravity of an under-caste and your screwed characterizations of such class! this education “mis-system” intuited by land owning white men from its inception was clearly stated - its intent for the indoctrination of a cast’s ideologies because, of the Mass-ive culturally discerned education was not the privileged as that ACCESS will break the bond that aids in keeping “functional illiterates” a-lost in ignorance to dominance’s misdoings without the mis-comprehension of the casted underclass the democratic system of exploits will hastily crumble under the weight of its own demise under the weight of its demise its own demise yeah-man - a’hoo ..!