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None Denominationist

* NONE DENOMINATIONIST *                                           

I’M A NONE DENOMINATIONIST I DON’T WORSHIP CHURCH, TITLE, NAME NOR TOPIC          
TO ALL THOSE MISSED LEADING PASTORS, PREACHERS, DEACONS, AND DEACONESS 
CHECK YOUR CIRCUIT, BECAUSE THE CURRENT THAT IS FLOWING IS COMING FROM 
THE WRONG SOCKET
YOUR ANALYSIS IS TOTALLY WRONG FROM THE MAIN IDEA OF THE BIBLICAL TOPIC

I’M A NONE DENOMINATIONIST I DON’T WORSHIP CHURCH, TITLE, NAME NOR TOPIC          
LOVE AND PEACE IS TO BE SPREAD NOT JEALOUSY, HATRED, AND JACKET
BROTHERS AND SISTERS, BE CAREFUL OF THAT WHICH YOU WORSHIP BECAUSE THE 
DEVIL IS THE MASTER OF ALL KINDS OF TRICKS
HE KNOWS YOUR WEAKNESSES,
REMEMBER, HIM ALREADY ANALYZE IT 

I’M A NONE DENOMINATIONIST I DON’T WORSHIP CHURCH, TITLE, NAME NOR TOPIC          
LOVE FROM THE HEART 
NOT FROM THE MIND
RESPECT GOES OUT TO ALL
LOVE AND PEACE TO ALL THOSE WHO HATE AND USED YOU 
BECAUSE SPECIAL GIFTS AWAITS YOU

I’M A NONE DENOMINATIONIST I DON’T WORSHIP CHURCH, TITLE, NAME NOR TOPIC

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Bubble Up

De love inna mi heart, it a bubble. It a bubble (3*)
Mi say the love inna mi heart it a bubble. “  “  ”
Mi get beaten from parents
Mi get beaten from strangers
Mi get beaten from me teachers 
But mi never gets any beaten from my grandmothers

But mi love all them who ill-treat mi
Mi love all them who bad mind mi
Mi love all them who still a chat mi
That’s way

De love inna mi heart, it a bubble….. 
Like cornmeal dumpling, a so it a bubble
Like Mazola yam	       ““   ““    “
Like Cassava dumpling		“
Like Brown rice			“
Like Banana				“
Like Pumpkin				“
Like Potato pudding			“
Like Yellow yam			“
Like Steam fish and vegetables

De love inna mi heart, it a bubble…..
Love all of them who dad mind you. 
Love all of them who a try stop you.
Love all of them who Ill-treat you.
Love all of them who still a chat you.

Go to school is the right thing
Have manners is the right thing 
And give thanks and praise to the almighty king.
And make the 
Love inna your heart, make it bubble.
Make it bubble (3*) 

De love inna mi heart, it a bubble. It a bubble (3*)
Mi say the love inna mi heart it a bubble. “  “  ”
Mi get lick from parents
Mi get lick from strangers
Mi get lick from me teachers 
But mi never gets any lick from my grandmothers

But mi love all of them who ill-treat mi
Mi love all of them who bad mind mi
Mi love all of them who still a chat mi
That’s way

De love inna mi heart, it a bubble…  
Like natral roots, a so it a bubble
Like Cassava dumpling	“	“
Like all ground food		“	“ 
Like Steam fish and vegetables

De love inna your heart, it a bubble..
Educate yourself that is the right thing
Have manners that is the right thing 
And give thanks and praise to the almighty king.

And make the love in your heart, make it bubble.
Make it bubble, make it bubble, make it bubble (2*)

Flood the world with peace and love
Bubble the universe with lots and lots of love
Love your enemies and know your friends
Bubble the universe, bubble bubble

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Eduation

I love to see the children and the youths going to school
In their uniforms looking so smart and cool
Shirts and blouses all tucked in
Pants, bags, socks and the shoes matching 
Hair combed and hair styled, these really enhance the love that is here for you 

I really love to see the children and the youths going to school
When the children rise according to the school rules
Parents, please make sure they have a nutritious breakfast too; this will prevent 
them from thinking about food, and focus more in and on the classroom
It’s amazing to see the slim, fat and chubby children and youths going to school 
looking so sharp and smooth

I just love to see the children and the youths going to school
As for you children who pull the mini suitcases be careful how you drive your 
vehicles going to school make sure you have your books, spare pens and pencils 
too; don’t for get your tools.
Education depends on reading, studying, and comprehending
There goes a flight attendant! - “You really remind me of one of them, fi true”

I love to see the children and the youths going to school
Don’t waste you time idling when you’re at school but master the golden rules 
Be literate, not illiterate
Write legibly, not illegibly
Become eligible, not ineligible
Obey your teachers; look out for the bad friends and company they can let you lose 
your goal 
	
I really love to see the children and the youths going to school
They’re such a blessing, “tech a prips!!” 
Look how sweet they are going to school
Now, I am sorry, I have to start all over because I used to hide from some 
classrooms


I just love to see the children and the youths going to school

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Big Words

* Big words *
14-2-04 
Big words, big words
From I born I can’t spell
Mi get pencil, coal, and even chalk as well
Mi try to pronounce the words even though me couldn’t spell
Mi try to write them but mi did better off drawing dem instead

Big words, big words
From I born I can’t spell
Mi try me best with the words them; down to me head start swell
Mi couldn’t understand why it so hard to spell
Mi can paint and draw but I just couldn’t spell

Big words, big words
Mi get lick till me skin start swell
Mi think it was wise, so me run way instead
Mi go stay wid mi cousins and friends them
Mi up and down all bout pan di street dem, 
No wanda we couldn’t spell

(Crying sound)
And then mi friends dem start dead
Who no go a jail; end up in a prison instead
Mi couldn’t help dem 
And mi still couldn’t spell
So mi go back home instead
Mi get pencil, paper
Mi write, mi draw, , mi concentrate, mi focus, mi say it piece by piece, and mi do it 
continuously and mi pray, and mi pray and mi pray

Big words, big words
Cat, rat, mat, fat, Sat
Mi couldn’t believe a dem ya words mi couldn’t spell - (softly) even though you still 
have some, wa me still can’t spell
But mi na go give up - you mad - me a go back to the books dem
So mi can learn to read, write and spell

Big words

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No Charge

He created heaven 
He created earth 
He maketh the dry land to be separated from the sea and still we are unworthy to 
thee

No Charge
He bring forth herbs
He bring forth trees
He maketh the signs of seasons, days, years and weeks 
And still we are wasting time instead of serving thee

No Charge
He set forth moving creatures
He set forth moving fowls
He maketh man in his image and likeness to rule all these things and still we are 
straying in the ways of sins

Just acceptance
Just repentance 
Just baptism then the spiritual disciplines
He maketh and createth all things and still we are ungrateful 
because of no charge from thee

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Especially Man

EVERYTHING WAS CREATED BY THE ALMIGHTY MAN
FOR EVERYTHING TO BE CONTROLLED AND ROLLED BY MAN
THE FOWLS, THE CREATURES, THE EARTH
EVERY LIVING AND NONE LIVING THINGS MAN
SO WHY ON EARTH THE MAN DEM SIT DOWN ON THE STREET CORNER ONLY WANT TO 
SMOKE, DRINK AND BUSS GUN MAN.
WHILE THE LAND THAT WAS FRUITFUL AND NUTRISHING A DRY UP MAN.
AND A DEM SAME ONE A TALK BOUT, “NOTHING NA GONE.”
AND IS NOT EVEN LAST YEAR, NOR LAST WEEK, BUT A EVERYDAY MAN.
“SPECCC! NICE LADY, SPARE ME A MINUTE NO MAM.
HEY! I CAN GIVE YOU THE WORLD YOU KNOW MAM!”
RIGHT AWAY YOU AND I KNOW A PLAN HIM A PLAN TO THIEF TO MIND A NEXT MAN 
WOMAN
AND ALL DEM CONCERN IS TO SAMBLE THE PAM-PAM 
AND CAN’T EVEN AFFORD TO BUY A CONDOM MAN
MEN! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU MAN?
YOU DON’T REALIZE THAT TECHNOLOGY IS INCREASING MAN
AND YOU A SELL YOURSELVES MAN
FIRM UP YOURSELVES, EDUCATE YOURSELVES AND BECOME AN INTELLIGENT MAN
STOP! WASTE TIME SMOKING, DRINKING, SHOOTING AND KILLING MAN
AND BECOME THE NEW GENERATION, OF A RIGHTEOUS MAN

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Why You Hate Mi

Why you hate mi??

Why you hate mi and a god mi put first?
Bad mind mi, a Jesus broke the curse!! (2*) 

God inna mi life, a him mi put first
Good over evil, a mi you can’t curse
His not my fate, mek your life get worst 
Mi seek him first, so how mi life must be worst

Why you hate mi and a god mi put first?
Bad mind mi, a Jesus broke the curse!! (2*) 

I love those how hate I, used I, and wish mi bad – a call down curse
Blessed love anyway, cause god inna mi life, a him mi put first
A praise him from mi heart, not from mi mind, and that’s the reason prosperity start 
shine

Why you hate mi and a god mi put first?
Bad mind mi, a Jesus broke the curse!! (2*) 

Love those who hate you, used you, and wish you bad, bad mind you, grudge you, 
don’t like how you “trad.”
Do unto others, you want them do unto you
Harm no one, and let no one harm you, have faith in the lord, not in man!

So, why you hate mi and a god mi put first?
Bad mind mi, a Jesus broke the curse!! (2*) 

Seek he first, and you life won’t be worst
Praise him from your heart, not from your mind
Have faith, work hard, and live out the hip
Abide by the rules, regulations, laws, and commandment sign
Put god first, materials behind
When you fall, get up same time
And don’t let the same thing catch you next time

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Heart and Mind

* Heart & Mind *   


I wonder, and I wonder of this heart of mine, for I know there are so many things for 
me to find

I felt a pain so I left at the same time, to a small house that was designed

I passed the first and took the next in line, because the big house wasn’t finished so 
there wasn’t any time.

I jumped and entered, then did what I had to do at the time, and then something 
flashed across my mind, for there’re similarities of the same signs

I wonder, and I wonder, is she the true angel of mine, for she is full of the sweet 
sweet signs 

I wonder and I wonder, is she the true love of mine, for all that I know of her is that 
she straps the heart and mind: she’s caring, sharing and most of all my father’s 
design

I see her nose, especially her sweet smile, every time she crosses my mind, for with 
such a smile, she will always be in my mind

I never always get what I want but that’s ok; it is for the best at times 

But this time I am sure that if I don’t receive her, one thing for sure, she will always 
be apart of my mind

For she is a sweet little creature of my father’s design that will always be in my heart 
of mine

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Tracks

The historic tracks had marked the scars on my back. Shots, cuts and chops, I can 
remember that, society, families, friends and girls were also the cause of that. 
School I once loved so much, but was deprived of that. Everything I tried couldn’t be 
attached. Books, pencils, pens never seem to work, except the eraser, which always 
left a trace or scratch. Trails I’ve observed to create the best tracks. Those had 
passed and surrendered left trails and tracks. 
The unnecessary noise: talking, screaming, banging, tapping, shuffling & quaking. All 
have helped to mould me from an infant through various cracks. Thieving, fighting, 
stabbing, shooting and darkness, then I was carved through the system of traps. 
Then I had to grip and erase the illustration of optimism that was an embryo in my 
mind.
I worked: not paid; I begged: I’m ignored; I told the truth: I’m beaten; I screamed: 
I’m told to shut up.
I’ve been boxed, kicked and thumped. Beaten with electric wire, extension cord, 
board, hose and you can name more. I became ruff and tuff, not afraid of the 
darkness any more or anything outdoor. These had stimulated the momentum to do 
the best to stay ahead of the rest.

The light I’ve stayed away from has become the crapping killers’ approaches, 
encamping through my tracks to my place of comfort.

No questions asked, but, crickets stopped
Guns start to bark, shots approaching fast.
Lives about to last/pass
Blazing light forms flashing so fast, clapping every part of the walls, chipping off the 
concrete, tearing and bursting skins, blood decorating near and far
Full blast, greeting and kissing strangers from here and there, whatever it comes 
across.
Lights around reminded me of Christmas and New Years Eve coming to pass.
As I see enemies and friends from present and past, their silhouette disappearing 
so fast. Here I have to try my best not to be associated with those negativities near 
nor past.
Pressure is escalating, heart beat racing rapidly, gapping for mental control. This is 
what society and politics had designed for me, but I must take some of these 
negative advocates that want to maneuver me, to ensure a world of prosperity, 
especially to those who truly understand the traps that are still enslaving us.

(Fading) I’m sure that someone is already traveling on a similar trail that will lead 
them to these tracks which were my only tracks of trails

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Nigh Night

Nigh Night
A nigh night t’night,
Come mek wi go dung a Miss Jane.
Mek sure yuh wear something red
Cause wi gwen pass di cemetery before we reach Miss Jane
For duppy get mad when rum and drum a beat.
Cause when rum and drum a beat, duppy come from all bout pon di street.
Yuh never believe di amount a duppy dat meet an’ greet.

Woi! Yuh feel di cool breeze?
Wi deh near di cemit’ry.
Oonu walk fass! Cause dem dupppy yah bare face.
Mi head a raise, di spirit deh near
Kibba yuh mout’! mek wi hurry and pass.
Ah… ah… ah… ah… 
A wah dat mi hear?
Dat mus be a man duppy,
Cause a dem have no fear!
Mi frighten suh till mi heart move up and down out a place!

Si di light deh! A one more corner, an wi reach.
Yuh hear di drum beat dancing through the tree leaves.
Di rhymes and riddims creating the melody of the beat
Causing duppy and living to stand to dem feet.
Dem yah duppy nuh need nuh cake soap fi bleach
Nor toothbrush fi brush teeth
Fi dem look’s natral
So be careful who you meet, kiss or greet
Cause duppy no longer walk only a night pan di streets.