Hey up me old mucker,
how`s tha doing me old mate,
where did tha get that big shiner?
has tha bin in a fate.
av cum round to see thee,
for thee to give me a hand,
cos av just had delivered,
a couple tun o sand.
am puttin extension,
on back o me house,
place is so small,
a cudnt swing a mouse.
wife keeps on moaning,
ses house is too small,
she`s gonna stop me tap,
if i dont start that wall.
so am beggin ya mate,
will tha give me a hand?
pass me sum bricks,
an mix up the sand.
wen its all finished,
al tek thee down to pub,
will have a few pints,
an sum rate tasty grub.
i can go back to me wife,
with me cap in me hand,
an thanks to me mate,
things ill be grand.
tha never did tell me,
how that got that big shiner,
but thanks a lot mate,
me best mucker, me old china.
16/5/2023
Categories:
tek, friend, friendship, fun, funny,
Form: Rhyme
Coal face
disgrace
Bad vibes
from tribes
Dark art
at heart
Big deal
surreal
Uptight
yeah right
Sky high
my eye
Who knew
boohoo
My god
that’s odd
not half
a laugh
High five
alive
Stock phrase
daft craze
Buzz word
absurd
Smart tek
brain wreck
Sour pus
missed bus
High horse
off-course
Slow coach
cockroach
Big cheese
feels squeeze
Sore thumb
by gum
Hells bells
death knells
Fast lane
Insane
Bored stiff
with gif
Calm down
you clown
Joe soap
might cope
John dough
skid row
Jackpot
great scott
Long run
such fun
Clean sweep
knee deep
Bon mot
for show
Quick quip
takes dip
False dawn
a yawn
Created and posted : 10th October 2022 for Brian Strand contest
Categories:
tek, age, anxiety, art, character,
Form: Footle
Please read it how you see it.lol.
Spellings not mi 4 tee tude,
I dunt no rite from rong.
I only borud that mistas car,
An a fortneet dint seem 2 long.
The coppas cum an tuck me,
Thay put me in a sell.
I put sum fewel in his car,
So y did he av to tell.
Thay tuk me to see the mista gudg,
That man with funny hare.
He sed that I am goin away,
Al av to tek anotha car
Or how will I get ther.
I dint no wat he ment,
He wos lokkin me away,
I just cum to re a lize
That crime just dusnt pay.
23/9/2021
Categories:
tek, fun, funny, humor, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
A wonder why some people does behave suh
Greedy foh dem mattie own
Always want but never like to give
I can't live with these people no moe
Dem does get on my nerve now
A de thinking dem gone change they ways
But it getting worse by the days
Tell meh why we can't be civilize
Is like dem see a plum tree
And ain't waiting fo de plum get ripe
Always wanting the first bite
When you see dem get money
Dem whole attitude change
But when dem get broke
Oh lawd
Dem like uncivilized ape
I can't tek dem now
But every dog get dem day
A gone hide meh fang
And give dem a taste of they own medicine
You wait and see
My house ain't get place fo bad minded people
Period !
Categories:
tek, betrayal, conflict, corruption, how
Form: Free verse
COVID-19 is like an abusive man
Him just a beat yuh fi nothing
Lord help wi
I feel trapped in the house not even mi mother mi want next to mi
Brogad mi see yuh a try mi prime minister but it ruff over here in Portmore
Mi in a the centre of the war zone
Fear and anxiety a kill mi
Only God know how mi feel
Mi mask up and tek mi distance
Tan a yuh yard is a reality for the rich
Mi scared but mi still must hustle in the streets
An empty cupboard can’t feed the kids… they got to eat
So I must run the streets
Mi can’t even tell yuh how mi worried fi the man that must pay him staff ...him between a rock and hard place...keep them and pay them...I don’t even know how him a go do it
Lord God help him!
I now realize how freedom sweet
Jah know...COVID-19 need to tek a flight and leave
Categories:
tek, anxiety, stress,
Form: Blank verse
I can't tell you my address
Imagine your fear when I say...Tivoli
All you see is the inner city
I am linked to death yet I have never killed one
I find it strange no one sees my pain
I was at the top of my graduating class but yet I have no job
I am unemployable because where I come from... then you say "duty wotlis boy from Tivoli "
shake my head
Life hard for a young boy from the inner city,
Education without links is meaningless... no opportunities
It's OK to clean your car glass but not sit next to you in the same office space " duty wotlis boy from Tivoli " clean mi glass and tek mi spare change..."duty wotlis boy"
Its OK to take up a gun because that's what you expect of me, I am not your son... Shoot and kill...a degree is too much for me? "The little duty wotlis boy from Tivoli " that's how you see me
I have a degree but no opportunities so how do I eat and support my family... You send me to the streets to rob and kill... then you say what I tell you about these inner city youths ... " duty wotlis boy from Tivoli "
When will you realize , you created me.."the duty wotlis boy"
Categories:
tek, anger, conflict, prejudice,
Form: Free verse
A mi name David
A mi name David, Jessie last bwoy,
A mi name David, mi used to play di harp,
A mi name David, di baddest ting around,
A mi name David mi deserve the crown.
A mi name David, mi nuh tek nuh talk,
A mi name David, mi nuh want nuh war,
A mi name David di one and only,
A mi name David, mi on the right path.
A mi name David and Goliath mus fall,
A mi name David di rula afta Saul,
A mi name David, Johnaton best friend,
A mi name David, mi neva have much fi spen'.
A mi name David, Saul Son - in-law,
A mi name David mi on di run fi mi life,
A mi name David and Saul soon fall,
A mi name David listen wen mi talk.
A mi name David di lickle sheephard bwoy,
A mi name David, Saul son-in-law,
A mi name David di baddest ting around,
A mi name David an mi mus wear di crown.
Categories:
tek, christian, religion,
Form: Free verse
Bir ufak dunyada yasar dusler
Sonra bir dev olur da yurur sessiz.
Sanki dost olur senle duslerini sorar sorgular.
Sanki gercek dusunde yasanmis her oyku
Boyandi korkunun ziftine ve sesinini bastir dediler,
Koyugun bacagi soylediler ve sessiz devler
Duslerinde hep asildi birer birer.
Bir ufak dunya da kesmekesin kendi icinde
Sanirsin sen sessizliginle tek basina bir dev,
Ses versen el uzatsan her erkisi bir dev,
Dedicated this poem freedom fighters...
Categories:
tek, corruption, fear, freedom, irony,
Form: Free verse
A stony gut mi come from
Long march through the bruising night
Vex in mi soul without rum
Me in dis Morant Bay bright
Deh yah since broad day mek it lights
To seh me is man fe mi rights
A stony gut mi come from
Dry dust and parched pass of bush
Hungry gut and idle thumb
Custos and Governor crush
Big dream of freedom from wi doubt
Nobody nuh hear so-so mouth
A stony gut mi come from
God boned and God hearted mad
Load wi up like Abraham
Nah tun back long faced nor sad
Every man must tek him place
In de fight dest'ny cum face.
A stony gut mi come from
Mi only want de queen know
No more thicket full wid ram
Nuh suffice de wicked blow
De colony a deal wi
De colony a steal wi
Heng mi good and heng mi high
Dis country gwine bruk weh sah
Independent like the sky
Stony gut blood nah guh dry
Till crown and colony gone
Bring Jamaica betta dawn
Categories:
tek, brother, political,
Form: Verse
Tis sore int' thwait
wi mor'n a few folks a gippy
loose tha's snap as M'pessons well
n tek sum brass from t'watter
na its nowt but a mickle midden
but them folks as a good un, narry a one of 'em flit
tek thasen a gander
but the's nowt in Eyam save 'plague
Translation
It is bad in the village
with more than a few people sick
Leave your food at Mompessons Well
and take some money from the water
Now it's nothing but a big mess
But the villagers are good people, not any one of them has left
Take yourself a look
but there is nothing in Eyam except the Plague
History
The village of Eyam in Derbyshire was hit by the plague at the same time as London (1665),
the villagers self imposed a quarantine to prevent the disease spreading any further, the
surrounding villages left food at a well near Eyam, in exchange for money which had been
left in the vinegar filled well to clean it.
For "Sista's Bloody Sista's" contest run by Deborah Guzzi
Honorable Mention
Categories:
tek, death, history, people, placesfood,
Form: Free verse
Yuh come inna mi office
come tek out mi tings
yuh bright!!!!!!!!!!!
Mi nuh undastan yuh!!!!!!!!!!
Mi sey to miself...
"Lawd, mi a go forgive him....see di good side"
but nooooooooooo......
yuh come, nuff up yuhself and TIEF!!!!
Bwoy o bwoy....
ghost know who fi frighten...
clearly me a no one.
Come nuh...step in yah again!!
Me an yuh a go 'ave it out!
Tink seh mi likkle bit an caan mash ants...
wait likkle more...
King Kong piss up himself when me get bringle!!
An den yuh 'ave de audacity fi come laugh inna mi face!
Yuh no know who yuh a deal wid!!??
lata fi yuh...mi have betta tings fi do!
hhmmmmph!
NB: For those who may not understand the language the poem, it is written in
Jamaican Patois.
Categories:
tek, angst, on work and
Form: I do not know?