Long Rasta Poems

It was 1986 I was setting in after giving 
birth to my first son after wearing wires 
pregnant for the FBI buying large amounts 
of weapons ammunition boxes the dealer
loaded hand grenades silencers scopes gun...

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They have been playing a dirty game for years because they have nothing  of depth to share, they have been playing a dirty game for year, without conscience,  love or fear. They make...

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HALLS OF AMENTI :1

My Kingdom is clear of books
                          ...

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Remember it just like yesterday 
'Twas the sixth of August, independence day
Manley called the election, Busta took the drive
New nation at UN assembly, Jamaica arrived
Topsy turvy, hurly burly, brick brack, nick nacks
All this wondorous excitement
Ever...

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Growing my dread locks in Trinidad
 Was for all the right reason
 But some didn’t understand 
 They think I was a bad person
 
 I remember early one morning
 Going with friends to the...

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Campfire


The steady winds blows
Across the sea to the land
We were building a tent
Right there on the sand

The sun shines so bright
With the most bluest sky
And we would stop to look
When the girls passes by

It was...

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A man living in Tobago 
but he was born in Trinidad 
he loves his next door neighbor 
this is his story it might be funny or sad 

he really loves this woman 
he cant live...

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The canny hitman wears many faces
His smiling face he calls democracy
Were you to hear him chanting..
You would be forgiven to believe
Freedoms.. rights, democracy..
He utters and funds yet.. SEE
Do you SEE your fallen statesman
Your struggling economy..
Your...

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Your severe terrorists threats ring out like bombs like I’m bin laden when actually you used your corrupt badge to try and extort my American poetry for my killers thee Gargano crime family obsession with...

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When I die will I have known I took a trip to Dubai?
Or when I once sailed along the Caspian Sea
Will that time and place remember me?
Will I have known I toured the African plain?
Or...

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I tilt my head back on this chair while listening to Ky-Mani Marley tag team with Protoje as they speak on Rasta Love.
I think about the story of my lyfe, the unknown me that many...

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Welcome

Some people pray in silence
Some pray out load
Some can’t pray at all
If they’re not in a crowd

Some pray for peace
Some does pray for health
Some prays are honest
And some just do it for wealth

Some times I...

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WHY DON'T WE SAIL AWAY, GO WHERE THE DOLPHINS PLAY
LEARN WHAT THE TRADE WINDS SAY ABOUT BEING IN LOVE
ON A TROPIC AISLE WE'LL PLAY AWHILE

WE'LL LEAVE OUR TROUBLES BEHIND
PUSH THE BUTTON FOR REWIND
MAYBE FIND SOME...

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‘You have to leave, miss. The club is closed’
Bang. Bang. Bang. 
‘Okay’
I stand
My head spins
I sit down and pull my knickers up.

What the hell had happened? 

I remember Tracey with her arm around my shoulders
‘Don’t...

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How dare you spit upon his garb! 
This peaceful bredda who by nature only loves, 
When you should have been his Rasta queen 
Your ghastly behaviour drew a scene 
And I- woman just like you...

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I’m real, I keep it real
I don’t sugar coat nothing, I keep it real
Conscious Rasta up in here, you know the deal
Keep it real, or keep it moving
Making real lyrics, as I need improving
Selassie I...

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I bet you remember
The birth and death
Of Jesus Christ
But tell me
Do you remember how
They crucified Rastafari

I bet you remember
The holidays and holy days
Of the pagan fiesta
But tell me
Do you remember how they
Tried to eradicate Rasta

I...

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I am me, I am everyone, 
I am no one,
a chameleon without 
a color. 
I have no history, 
I am everyone's history. 

I see Rasta man and 
I AM Rasta man
vibrating to a reggae beat,...

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know that the time comes for everything to get what true for it, weather good or bad you can not stop that, yourself witness itself doing your will, it's all about perception red or green...

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Are we having fun yet?
I think I’m doing everything right.

The three-hour drive only took four hours.
My postage stamp of beach is
staked out and blanketed.
Soda and Kool-Aid float in
tepid water in the cooler.
Beach towels, bathing suits,...

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Colonial master:
A lot was doing faster
Many stubborn chains able to loosen
Like the vessels whom Christ had chosen.

Colonial master:
Hatefully fought by Rasta
But they were also safeguarding Jamaican rights,
Which sometimes would their sanctity lose
In the darkness of...

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My poetry is a big city
If you don't know the way
You get lost search in the bay
Just watch and stay
Say all with your wounded lip
In the streets that links all chambers
Is a railway where love...

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Yo Lauren,

From faith, to fugees, to fantastic lyrics against abortion and the senseless
extermination of black babies under the guise of family values making slave prisons for
profits.

I know your heart, as it spoke to a young...

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There was a young man in the car, . the wannabe Gangsta by far
Born, West Indies, Barbados, now stop, with his Marley type style, dread locks
Gold teeth, shootah talk and striped socks but he was...

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Smithsonian Folkways Catalogue #709-300-25.

RASTA WEDDING VOWS

Gunna pledge mi soul an body in di spirit uh di trut.
Gunna stan an mek a promise an delivah u da proof.
Mi seh nevah gunna evah turn u loose.

Gunna free...

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