Author - Calvin CKerr

So I contemplating, on words that ring over and over my headWhat a gwan, wit mi JamaicaWhat happen...

See mi nohmi die fi go a yard.to feel di dust pon mi footan stain up mi clothes wit de mango juice...

So I’m watching the childrenPlay in the school yard,Wondering how many will be that happyIn...

I’m dancingWith a particular tune in myHead. Daddy don’t live here anymoreSomething...

Twisting and shoutingis what they are accustomed to seeNot the family man, doctor, lawyer, Indian...

The sun risingOver my cornmeal porridgeOn mornings that smell of mornings,While the shadow of...

Pitch of the slave boatMoans of people under siege,Beat of the Congo;Plantation melodies.Rhythm of...

In the time before we thoughtabout each other-there was chaos,mis-aligned thinking-day tripping...

Here we are once again,Hugging and kissing,embracing folks we only hear about-hearing how much we...