Monday, December 18, 2006

Jamaica Land We Love

Nuh matta where I go Jamaica is my home. Yeah man! Whateva you want yuh can get, without a doubt wi a the best! The food, the water, the girls and offcourse the highest grade, nuh matta weh it come from Westmoreland, St. Ann, St. Elizabeth nutten cyaan test it, no time chat bout!? The island nice, When mi deh yaad mi hold a vibes weh mi cyaan hold no weh else but JA all the Guinness dem taste betta! But certain elements a tear dung the place, to name a few politics, poverty, corruption, and crime. Bwoy my yute mi a do my thing, every man fi dem self an God fi the whole a wi a dat mi hear a man seh the other day! It dread out deh. True, True! It would take me years and many pages to write about each of the pressing issues facing this blessed island I would be writing for days. Mi nuh know how some people survive at all, but dem do it! The political system need a major shake up, ghetto yutes wake up, how yuh fi kill yuh brother and sista over colors, green or red and the people you are killing each other for sit back and drink champagne together? Mi nuh si no difference between the two major political parties. Dem a the same ting scrapping what they can at the expense of the poor. Well it’s evident the system design fi keep the poorer class poor and to increase the riches of the rich similar to slavery. We will not rise above this as long as we continue to live in a state of mental slavery, we must unite, work together nuh tear dung yuh bredda, help a man when yuh si him a try a ting, and fi those who mek it, give back, help those weh less fortunate. Now when mi seh help, nuh think yuh fi spend yuh life a mine other people cuase some lazy and just love sweets. Note this, if you lift weights for a weak man and continue doing it he will never gain strength show him how to maneuver, mek him can do it himself it’s on him afta dat, a progress wi a deal wid either yuh in it or in the way and those in the way get run over and trampled! Bwoy mi stunned when it come the police. Mi know dem nah mek nuh money but the oppression serious from dem a road memba mi tell unno dat! How police and gunman a friend? Politician and murder a spar? I feel like a the badman dem a run the country extortion is at its highest level in the history of the island. Crime is just outrageous the yute dem nuh care dem start pick it up from as young as 10 year old who knows maybe even younger the place in a state of 911 (119) an yuh cyaan run to the police, more time dem a tek part inna the wrong doings to. I am not saying all police are bad but the good ones are few and far between. We are in drastic need of outside help to stop the nonsense. If yuh neva live like I live yuh wouldn’t know this cause everything good when yuh see the advertisement on cable. Yes, you can have a good time and safe vacation, but Iman going beyond the tourist areas mi ago inna the belly a the beast! The world needs to know what’s going on that’s why we write. The music is the only hope for the country and reggae music has been that force that is capable of bringing unity. Must I take you back to the days of the great Bob Marley? Reggae artiste on all levels needs to understand the power this music holds. Dem sell out most of the island already, corruption and crime are at all time highs, the politician dem outta control. The music is all we have left and I notice certain funny moves a gwaan. Carnival can run till day light, Jazz or Blues is alright but as 2 o’clock come dem a try lock off poor people ting? Wi need fi stand up, do it professionally a reggae put Jamaica pon the map memba mi tell unno it’s all we have left pretty much. Suh artiste be careful weh unno a teach the yutes! The struggle continues…do your part!

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