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Montego Bay Memories
I hear the panting of the feet Like calypso music, breathless and sweet The rhumba playing in the heart And diverse tongues caught by the web of art Same as the mento of the sea Same as the mento of the sea Campbell, Sutta, Cliffy and I Sweet guineps, or mangoes and sun's silver eye Pressed by the weight of enterprise We trafficked dreams, but could not name the prize Poicianna blossoms falling Poincianna blossoms falling Youth then, the sweatless memory Montego Bay, our boyhood bright city And dusty feet, from street to street Where at compassions edge we eat Behold us now bleating with love Behold us now bleating with love And, O, I shall come back again Perhaps to seek, and long for friends in vain Pyaba and his dancers gone But still the bright hibiscus blooms the dawn And withers in the noon day heat And withers in the noon day heat I long to climb the coral cliff I feel the kites excited as they lift The cares of our hearts skyward, free Like parasails now o'er the shining sea And mark the heights our dreams could go And mark the heights our dreams could go.
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