Celebrating 50:Xiii
Poised above the flower motionless
To the adullation of eyes
Small, but in beauty an empress
Glistening neath the skies
She floats above the Caribbean sea
Clothed in cerulean skies
Silent as dawn around the honey tree
She sips and yet she flies
This is the swallow tail humming bird
The doctor of folk lore here
This is the love for which the light stirred
Make rainbows sweet appear
These have grown in tune with the land
Bride for a special flower
Measuring the sugar with a probing wand
For wage only has power
When it lift a working class to toil again
Encouraged in their hearts
Look carefully, how Jamaica here may feign
Deny the lesson it imparts
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