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Saluting Our Heroes

Jamaica is our island’s name,
A land blessed with so much fame.
And for the part that our heroes  did play,
We pause to reflect and salute them today.
Nanny  of the Maroons was a heroine ,true and brave ,
And fought with all her might not to be a slave.
Marcus Mosiah Garvey made us proud of our Black race,
And everywhere he went there was pride on his face.
 Paul Bogle of Stony Gut fought for justice for all,
And the powers that  be had no choice but to listen to his call.
Norman  Washington Manley defended workers’ rights with passion,
And fought with all his might to change  every unjust working condition.
Sir Alexander Bustamante was a stalwart for  workers everywhere,
And  was the voice of the voiceless and spoke without fear.
George William Gordon  stood tall to help the poor with their plight,
And he never backed down or turned away until things were made right.
Sam Sharpe listened and he heard what the planters  said, 
But he stood tall and bravely said, “No more slavery,I’d rather be dead.”
We have been blessed with a great legacy and we are  a proud nation,
And our unsung heroes and heroines continue to rise to the occasion.
We must unite against the common foe and guard against complacency,
We must be resilient like our heroes and safeguard our rich legacy.
A legacy of greatness , hard work and resilience in every community,
A legacy of talent, ambition, skills and self-worth in every nook and cranny.
No retreat! no surrender! we will continue to blaze a trail,
 And as the blood of our ancestors  runs  through our veins, we will prevail!
Not by sight but by great might, we will continue the fight,
As we vow to conquer the common foe and make things right.
And just like our heroes did , we  will stand tall with pride and decency,
As we salute our heroes and safeguard our rich, bountiful legacy.

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Don'T Give Up

Sinking in a deep abyss where hope feels lost,
And dreams  slowly dissolve , counting not the cost.
Behold there stands a spirit, undeterred, unshaken,
Let your spirit soar as your passion is awakened.

Through the many trials and  when doubts assail,
And tears flow freely like countless raindrops frail,
Be a  beacon of strength, with  an unwavering flame,
Don't look back but  let your dreams remain the same. 

The road maybe long and winding as  obstacles unfold,
But deep within there's a fire of truths untold.
A spirit that's  unyielding as it rises and take its stand,
Ushering the dawn of a new day , for greatness  is at hand.

And in those dire moments with burdens seem so vast,
When voices echo all is lost, and time is moving  too fast,
With sweat on brow, let your tears be  mixed  with grit,
With a strong resolve, let the world know,  your spirit won't quit.

For in  the deep recesses of your heart, lies a warrior's might,
A  great will to conquer all and  rise in the night,
To boldly face the odds  with courage that is so  untamed,
And a gateway  to your destiny of dreams not maimed.

When doubts whisper softly and beg you to yield,
And darkness encroaches all round making wounds unhealed,
Summon your soul for all its worth and let your resilience awake,
Dare to hold on with all your might for dreams are at stake.
And when this  world seems to  forget and cast you away,
Remember that you have the  strength, you need to face each day.
Don't  be discouraged for not even a minute  for within you lies,
The power to soar  to new heights and  reach the  skies.

So stand tall with purpose amidst life's  cruel tempestuous sea,
And with unwavering fortitude , let your spirit be free,
Embrace every challenge that rears its head,
 Don't give up! never back down, press on instead.

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The Value of a Teacher's Smile

My teacher smiled brightly at me today,
A warmth that instantly showed me the  way.
Her eyes danced and twinkled like the morning sun,
A beautiful moment, filled with joy, the day had just begun.

Her radiant smile spoke more than a  thousand words,
Encouragement and kindness flowing ,like melodious  birds.
And in that simple gesture, I felt so truly  understood,
A lasting connection was formed that only teachers could.

She saw great potential within the corners of my eyes, 
Nurturing a  flame so bright,  making me truly realize, 
That with her  continued guidance, I could reach great heights,
Her smile  today was a beacon of hope with guiding lights.

In that moment the  classroom became my happy place, 
As her smile spoke to me, reassuring me, this was a safe space. 
But deep within my heart, love and  gratitude bloomed,
For a teacher whose comforting smile had me consumed.

It lifted my spirits  to higher heights when I felt low,
A  warm and tender embrace, a gentle glow.
Her smile gave me the courage to  truly believe,
That I could achieve everything I dare to conceive.

Oh precious is the power of a teacher's smile,
That bridges a thousand  gaps and span every mile.
A simple act that holds immense power and  might,
To inspire greatness and  make things right.

So, to my  dear teacher, whose smile I openly adore,
Your kindness and love for us I'll remember for sure. 
For in your smile, I've  found a treasure so rare,
A  gentle reminder that someone truly does care.

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Tranquility

Recline with ease,
no drippings
lips curled
forehead curve in a smile
breath at ease
here is the story to blend,
grin pass the shadows
as the trees bow their heads
nothing but grains scattering
dive  and  slip but  juicy melodies
rest on the brink
blink
floating dreams rising with the tide,
escape the  clutter  that drips from the lips
barren words, roses bloom bursts,
climb and rise over the waves,
deep part, dipped in ashes that weep
shadows scatter with the wind
chill as a soft bubble from the night
easy pickings in a viral trap
born into the dawn of a new day.

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The Final Moment

The trees by her window bowed down low,
And the leaves cried and their voices echo
 The sun greeted her with its red, hot  stare,
And her thoughts wondered if her time was  near.
The  aroma of the  honey-filled bees filled the sun lit room,
But the dancing waves  down by the sea spoke of doom.
Her heart sang a mournful  song and her eyes  began to weep,
And in that very moment she  sighed heavily and drifted off to sleep.
She awoke in the stillness of the night to  the noises  in the wall,
They called her by name to fight and stand tall.
The bed was a cat  sinking its claws deep into her skin,
And the walls continued to beat loudly as she grasped for strength from within.
She twisted and turned in agony as she couldn’t bear the pain anymore,
Death was now her only company and  it was then that she was sure.
The fan sang her a lullaby and the floor held its breath ,
As the lights hugged her close she whispered not just yet.
Oh she wished that she had  wings that she could  fly away,
But death called her name and said in its soft voice, today.
And  she wished , oh how she wished that time was finally her friend,
But she was not a friend ,she had robbed her of her will to live,
How could she stop death when she had nothing more to give?
Kiss me on my cheeks death and whisper my name very fast,
Wrap your arms around me death as my time has come at last.

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Let's Rebuild Jamaica

Take me back to the days of old,
And rich legacy that worth more than gold.
It took an entire village to raise a child,
Where they were free to roam and be wild.
The rivers and streams were free of pollution, 
And the white sand beaches were for the citizens of the nation. 
Now our people have been denied access
And our island home has become a big mess.
Politicians  hungry for power so they lie and cheat, 
While poor Jamaicans suffer great defeat. 
Cost of living on the rise as we bear the brunt of a cruel regime, 
And there's a deafening silence despite the scream.
Crime has infested  every nook and cranny, 
And our safety lies in the hands of those who fuel tyranny. 
Our nation is on the verge of being nonexistent,
And the voices of of people will echo the same sentiment. 
Modern day heroes and heroines arise with power, 
Let's unite and take back our country together.
Now is not the time to wallow in self pity,
But to join forces and rebuild our society. 
A nation poised for greatness with our talents and creativity, 
As we change our mindset and go forward with integrity.  
We will not be a slave to our past but be resilient like our ancestors, 
As we call our citizens to action to rebuild Jamaica.

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Call Me By My Name

Don’t try to put a label on me,
I am someone’s child and I am free.
I am not girl or child,
I am not a truant neither am I wild.
I have my own identity as a proud Black woman,
I am beautiful, special and I am strong.
I am not good for nothing or will I be worthless,
Feed my mind with positive thoughts so I can be empowered like the rest.
There are greater heights that I can reach tomorrow,
Help to build my self esteem not burden me with sorrow.
I am not less than any other person that you see,
I am who I am and I can be whatever I want to be.
Take the shackles off my feet and mind,
Help me to rise up and my rightful place find.
It is not about where I am from but where I want to go,
Who I will be years from now you will never know,
So don’t try to put me down like my life doesn’t matter,
I can soar to the top like you or even further.
Feed me with positive thoughts that can help me rise,
Tell me what it takes to achieve my goals instead of all these lies.
Show me the way so I can truly understand that we can be the same,
Call me dreamer ,better yet ,just call me by my name.

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Make Your Mark

In a world  filled with  despair and strife,
Hold on to your dreams for dear  life.
And with  great fortitude make it loud and clear,
That you'll make your mark without any fear. 

Guard your heart, be bold and brave,
You have the power  within you to pave,
A path that's true  and unique all round,
So make haste and always stand your ground.

There will be many hurdles in your way, 
But you'll find your purpose one day.
Don't be afraid to take a chance or two,
Keep going and make your mark in whatever you do.

 And with every step you take be sure to , leave a trace,
Of your resilience as you carve out your own space,
The world awaits your awesomeness and grace,
So get going with humility and purpose as you run this race.

Be quite deliberate in every word you choose to speak,
Be aware of  every action that you seek,
Let your passion  and light burn so bright,
That the world will stop and take notice day and night.

For in every fibre of your being  greatness lies, 
Unleash that fire within you as the world watches you rise.
And in all your endeavors both great and small,
Make them  count and always  give it your all.

And no  matter where the path you've chosen may lead,
Never doubt yourself but find  the strength that you need,
And leave a legacy filled with optimism and  a bright spark, 
As you press on and no doubt, leave your mark.

So rise above your  doubts and fears 
Embrace your  journey and shed no tears,
But with courage as your guiding light,
Go forward with confidence  and make your mark, with all your might.

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Jamaica Sixty-One

Take me back in time so I can remember it all,
When as a great nation we bravely stood tall.
We fought with all our might to gain independence, 
And did so with pride and much resilience. 
The fighting spirit of Nanny must be kept alive,
And the boldness of our heroes will help us survive.
As we rise up as a great nation, 
To reminiscence about the past at sixty-one. 
No obstacle will be too great or small,
That  as Jamaicans we  cannot overcome them all.

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Let Us Tackle It

Shattered dreams and  promises that they cannot keep,
Many mouths to feed and tears  as their children begin to weep.
To say that it leads to stress would be putting it mildly,
As the society suffers with them as they face their plight boldly.
Where are  those who should listen  as they cry out in pain?
Who will help them rise as they struggle with guilt and shame?
This is a monster that wreaks havoc on the masses,
And believe it or not it is not only among the lower classes.
But while they will  get a helping hand when they fall,
The poor  are left to wallow in self pity without help nonetall.
The toll of hungry days and sleepless nights lead to frustration,
As they rise to face another day of  their unbearable situation.
Stress and more stress as they  think of what will happen tomorrow,
And without a trace of hope they carry on with a heart filled with sorrow.
How can  men, women and children who face these circumstances survive?
Without an income there is no way forward for them to grow and thrive.
And our society suffers just the same as spending decreases all round,
But at every corner  they live in   hope that a  way can be found.
And when the bills reach the ceiling and it affects their self esteem,
They wish this was not their reality but just another awful dream.
With no way out and mounting pressure they turn to crime and violence,
Not caring  much or even thinking about what will be the consequence.
Bills must be paid and food must eat and the children must go to school,
But it is a pity such a pity that this was their solution instead of a tool.
Get a piece of land and do some farming  but crime is never the answer,
Become masters of your own destiny as together we fight this monster.
It is easy for me to say when I have no clue of what they go through,
And I wish oh I wish that I could make a difference for you.
The shame and low self esteem that come from loss of income,
Will make anyone’s mind blank and their fingers numb.
There is such deep sadness in their eyes as there is no form of enjoyment,
But let us find a way  to rise above as together we tackle unemployment.