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I CRY,I CRY,I CRY
I cry,not the tears of joy,I cried when our
athletes rompt the Olympics,
I now cry,tears of anger,tears of disgust,
Tears,enough to drown the wicked,heartless
people living among us,
I cry tears of astonishment,tears of mis-trust,
So many great lives, disappearing from among us,
I cry,not with fear,but with revenge on my mind,
the taste of blood in my mouth,
Cherisher's of life,lets take back Jamaica,
east to west,north to south,
I cry for the weak, time to be strong,
Stop entertaining senseless killers,
walking with them hand in hand,
I cry because these killers have not given
our children the chance to grow old,
Their lives snuffed out,before reaching their goals,
I cry with the intention of washing, this senseless killing away,
Cry,cry with me Jamaica,cry with me Poetry Soup.....
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