Get Your Premium Membership

Where Is My Report

I wonder which big man miss his flight because we all know that's the only time it matters in this country .... only when the problem knocks on the big man's door a report is needed. 42 dead in 7 days, where's the report on that ... 6 a day ... no report necessary there? The dead have no voice to speak. It's not the big man son, it's just my brother that died ... we know no one so no report is needed. I guess the big man miss his flight and miss a couple thousand dollars so a report is needed ...Seriously...there is no price on a life. My brother doesn't count? Miss Joyce one daughter nuh matter? Their lifeless bodies on ice ... why don't we see a report ...we don't count? The only time it matters is when the big man is affected. Must I block the streets just for someone to hear my cry for justice? A traffic build-up has more importance than a man's life... really! A because mi poor and uneducated? The big man misses his flight and it's the end time... A report is needed....where is the justice here ...where is my report on crime. I sit and watch while the minister and commissioner cuss and fight over who's wrong or right and the country is still counting bodies. I guess 6 a day don't matter, it doesn't affect the big man how ironic is that. Where is my report on crime? Mi black and poor so my life doesn't matter so no report will come. You politicians stop using crime as a political coin , telling us you can fix it You and I know you don't have the will , you just need my vote to get in Jamaica house..after that ...That's it . The only voice you hear is Mr. Big man...his report is there Until the big man cries until he's affected that's the only time I will see a report on crime.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs