Gunmen, you're killing Jamaican dreams
THE EDITOR, Sir:
To all murderers:
Up to December 12, you murdered 1,521 Jamaicans. Men, women and children. Why? Because murdering makes you a man? No, it doesn't. It makes you a murderer. It makes you weak. It makes you a coward. So why murder?
Close your eyes and think about this.
You thought about it? Why do you murder?
Because you have a dog heart. No, you don't. Dogs are faithful. Man's best friend. Jah made you in His image. Born innocent from your loving mother's womb. Does your mother, father, daughter, or son know you murder Jamaicans just like them? I am sure they don't. It would shatter their dreams. Stop.
You kill Jamaican dreams. Every time you murder, you kill Bob Marley's dreams. You kill the Reggae Boyz's dreams. You kill the Reggae Girlz's dreams. Bolt's dreams. Our heroes' dreams. Remember our heroes? At least one? Garvey? He represents blackness, love, education, and self-worth. Remember? Where do you fit in? What's your dream? You are a black man. Murdering black people. Stop.
Look in the mirror. What do you see? Do you see your future? Now look behind you. They are coming for you. Guaranteed. Any day now. It's just a matter of time. Put down the gun. Save yourself. While you have the chance. Stop.
You murdered more than 1,500 Jamaicans. God created you innocent from your loving mother's womb. You have turned into a murderer. You are killing Jamaican dreams. Put down the gun. Respect God, yourself, family and fellow citizens. If you don't, the law will find you. How do you want your daughter, son, mother, father, and friends to remember you? Stop.