Cityscape (Big-Hungry)

We had a folk connection to everything To times and place But most of all to men The landmark souls of Montego Bay: Big-Hungry was one of them, Hero that a wayward child could prize. He was a big man Muscles hard as old tree root This tractor That gave the city character Seemed iron to us, His lard a fig only for his belly He was a STRONG MAN Beating iron and mending tires Day long, he breather the charred dust From charcoal stalls And belched in his passion of fire O I feared too his cruel ways. You walked into him suddenly A mountain anciently there And shrank instinctively in fear But this man This Big-Hungry that ate more than his size Had a soft liquid in his eyes And Girzelle knew And never ran from him Like us small boys that jeered Behind his distant back With one smile she laid him flat Just like a track Before our watering eyes.