Emotions to Ink
Crushed papers, watery eyes
Every line begins with a tear
Hurt, pain, sadness, demise
All words describing her deepest fear
Futile thoughts of green pastures
As she tries to put her emotions to ink
But the sorrows of life masks the faint laughters
That she tried relentlessly to in sync
The tenth paper hits the floor with a sigh of frustration
She gave up and turned to God's Creation
In the whispers of the wind laid inspiration
The chirps of the birds screamed relaxation
She could hear the footsteps of silence
As nature felt her divine presence
Her emotions seeped through her pores
While endless lyrics walked through sealed doors.
- Shuancie Barrett
Uriah Madda tun Preacha/Teacha!
Yuh hear de latest news ah town?
Uriah Madda de wear Queen's crown !
Uriah Madda tun Teacha, Preacha, church get fraid
For long time now dem dash she whey and style har "old maid"
Plenty sey she poor and have no more use
Sey she smell of de market, plantation and every kind of worst refuse
Uriah Madda say "enough is enough", she nah teck "one more day of abuse"
She tun de tables and de congregation have to beg sorry, excuse
Uriah Madda neva married when she start 'breed'
but she grow she pickney good; him, can write and read
no gambling, work hard, no 'bun' weed
save, study wise, no sow wild seed
So she no agree with what some call vulgarity
she against starvation dat ah thrive in regularity
cause all kinds of sin flourish with familiarity
so much rampant wickedness, no impartiality
when people young ah serve an invest in de organization
why when dem grow old, dem suddenly not entitled to any fraternisation?
What bout dem sacrifice fi build over decades church foundation
when dem head gray yuh can't deal wid dem "geriatric situation"?
Very Young People denied training and formation in the religious sphere
"Rich" ones go ah front door but send de poor "fool farther" round the "back" stairs
But true God democratic and reveal Himself to all
the destitute must rise while the "wealthy" Pharisee will surely fall
Uriah Madda write more letta and email dan de apostle Paul
But har communication confronting evil and meck de people bawl
What she can't express by mouth she use har pen
She no fear Pastor, Politician, family, foe or "frien"
Uriah Madda know that poverty is not a good thing
but all Hell broke loose ah church when she bus out ah sing
"Rise up people of God, have done with lessa tings
Give heart an soul and mind an strength to serve de King of Kings!"
Uriah Madda know is best she abstain
for that sacrifice release much pain
See how earthquake nearly lick we
Time fi give you life to Jesus it is the best way fi yuh, fi me
- Elizabeth Wilkinson
I spent all my money on myself
I didn't even give back to God a cent
I even hid some dollars in the bookshelf
Within my heart, I knew I wouldn't be content.
I started listening to the pastor talking about money
In order to be blessed, I better change my attitude
God is a jealous God and He will not find this funny
I read Malachi 3 and noticed that I can even buy cat food.
If you give your tithes, the heavens will be opened
Take all your offerings and tithes into the storehouses
You can even plan a decent trip to Poland.
Life will start changing and you will get cars and houses.
- Hortense Francis
The Devil is in the Music (8 notes to make an octave)
It could appear that the devil is in the music
Seems he loves that score a major scale
You played a "good" hand and one "bad"
It was a star-studded affair
Catty calling me a "fattie", but you didn't stop to notice that while the organ, piano or voice may not be the forte I am praised for
my hands don't stop moving, bagpipes octopus me
still have cards to play left in my 6 other hands
- Elizabeth Wilkinson