Selection of poems for President Obama
"Barack hab di city lock!"
'Twas twenty fifteen bout 7:35 in di nite pon April eight
wen President Obama lan at di Norman Manley Airport
Prezi, POTUS, Barack!
Welcome to Jamrock!
Di fuss black President lan pon wi likkle rock, wat a piece a
Reagan wuz di fuss an dis a di thirty third year anniversary
Mi feel elated an excited, like mi heart a guh buss
Wen mi watch di TV an si di POTUS
Bare traffic diversion, wid peeple linin di street
Sum waan si di "Beast" or fi si if Obama dem coulda meet
Peeple a luk farwud to di motorcade
But all dem buck up pon di street wuz "Barackade"
Im tep offa Air Force One an meet di dignitaries dem pon di ramp
Den im travel pon Marine One to Up Park Camp
Im neva carry di pickney dem, nor Michelle im spouse
Im lef di airport fi di Pegasus but tun off to Bob Marley "house"
From im inna high skool im a Bob Marley fan
"Exodus" di song a im favourite one
Im meet wid di yute leadaz dem a di town hall meetin, a UWI
"Greetings massive... wah gwaan Jamaica", "big up UWI" says Barack
Di Prezi hab di patois lock
As part a di speech
Im tell di young peeple dem sey wid haad wurk an hope
Change is always widdin dem reach
Wat a privilege an pleasha to hab Barack pon di rock
Mi sorry mi neva get fi meet im up close an personal inna mi pretti frock
POTUS, Barack, Prezi u is di ungle don
to lock Kingston city, "Yes U Can!!".
- Sharon Wright
Written in tribute on President
Obama's visit to Jamaica
Obama a visit Jamaica
Mi dear, what a excitement, what a preparation,
Obama a visit wi island nation,
Mi seh everyting is in high gear
You can see di sign everywhere.
Over-growth meck way for smiling flowers
An drought give way to stimulating showers.
Di street dem pose like any beauty queen,
An everyting look so nice an clean.
As excitement blanket di atmosphere
An joy engulf anger everywhere.
Oh Mr. President di country is in a jolly mood,
Even di miscreant can find no time fah feud.
Den wi security force dem sharp like razor,
Dem move fast and beam like any laser.
Wid flying colours dem pass di test
Fah security is really at its best.
You know seh a nuff a wi love di president,
Im nice so till an him a di first black one,
An it show dat di colour a wi skin don't have
to dictate anyting,
Ambition an hard work can meck wi become
President, queen or king.
A lot a people a express dem Obama wish,
One man wish him could give di president
some coconut water, I suppose a whole big jug,
But fi mi Aunty Matty seh she would give
him roast breadfruit wid ackee and saltfish
wi national dish,
Then throw her hand roun him an give him
a good Jamaican hug.
Mi seh even young children love di president, a give yuh
dis joke, Mi little grandchild believe every plane
weh pass a carry di president,
an nuh care what mi tell her she jus nah relent.
She even promise to report mi to him if mi
discipline her in a any way,
So a guess a gwine haffe deh pon mi Ps and Qs
starting from today.
Mr President, wi cant get close to yuh fah
We not part of di official team,
But we all see yuh as fulfilling a big part
of our dream,
So in one voice we seh welcome to our shore
An hope dat having such a wonderful visit
yuh will come back fah more.
- Nalda Taylor-Wright
Walk with you
Loneliness you feel,
And those feelings you conceal
Wondering if this reality is real
Having wounds that refuses to heal
There are no numbers in your phone,
No one to talk to when you're alone
There are no tears in your eyes
But deafening is the echoes of your inner cries,
When your world is clouded and you cannot see through
I will be your guide and walk with you.
When your hands are cold and needs to be held,
I'll be your company
Your worries, quelled
When life changes the password And shuts you out,
I'll be your new code,
I'll be your ride or die friend when you hit the road,
I'll walk with you I will be your shadow in sight,
And even though the darkness casts no shadows,
Trust me I'll be there even at night.
I'll walk with you and we can share each other's tales
I'll be the one that comes through When all else fails,
We can share fabled stories and let fantasy prevails,
And If we play "pretend" I'd be the prince of Wales,
Take my hand and let us stride,
I'll be your saviour so you don't have to hide,
I can keep a secret so in me you can confide
And those leaking tears I'll have it dried.
I'll walk with you
Whenever you wish to go,
Let's be crystal clear as the river
And as effervescent as its glow
Our harmony will freeze time,
We'll see the beauty of the world in slow motion,
We'll walk through the depths of time
That goes beyond the bottomless ocean
Life isn't fair
And we all know this as a fact,
But I'll walk with you pass the stage
That is an eternal pact
Life is sometimes sad
But I will try to bring joy,
I will come to your defence
When the enemies are approaching to destroy.
When your journey gets lonely
And you are in need of a friend,
I will walk with you unto the end.
- Fabian Gabay