LAND OF THE FREE- First visit to America.
BY
Pastor Catherine Taylor -Jamaican's Patois Poem was written :
September 3, 2009
Freedom, when me hey abot freedom be
run fe joi them umm! Me sel al me hav
and sa to me sef me ago a merica to drink milk and hony. Mis sis, wen me get da, the plice du surprise
me! People eating out a gabig pan a grand cental sum-way. Police
man ha gun a him wase! What a sinting! This a nu freedom, this a jam dung. Me go to the phone boot,cal me brother up a
canad; me sa brother me afe tel yu thi.
Me in merica, bot me nu se no gole on street. Al me se a people movin fastar than worl win. Lat a commission! A wa thi?!
Me tanup in a matthen car movin frunt
a bak, nu people stap fe cros lite, me lif me han to the east, west, north and south; me sa to me
sel, wat a sinting! Merica is a fas pase plase
Nu respet fe humanity. People tham nu greet no body! Boys and girls
walkin witout clothe, wat a sintin! Thi ya plase ya nu sem to me lik freedom
plase? It luk mor lik a fas plase witout
Govarment control. Su me afe
go bak wa me com fram to liv free. Thi kin a freedom a nu wa me want!
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