No more contempt
Although there was so much confusion
And controversy when I was conceived
Everybody's love now converges on me
I receive your constant attention
I'm convivially accepted
Because Mommy did not conform
The confirmation was painful
And her condition hard to confess
Yes, she conspired
To keep it confidential
Until it became conspicuous
And could no longer be concealed
But now I'm flooded with congenital love.
Despite being convicted of me
When I was confined to her womb
I've managed to convince you
You welcomed me with consistent care
Although it made you seem to lack control
and you lost confidence in her
Although it wasn't convenient,
You and others continue to contribute
To my life.
You've found ways to convey affection
Now Mommy is consoled
And the pregnancy condoned
She deserves to be congratulated
For concluding with me.
- Orette C. Burke
A poem for all the victims of the savage attack in Irwin, St James, Jamaica. The poet Vernon Films is outraged at the treatment of Jamaican women.
Island girls are poetry
Give them wings,
Let them be, they will fly
Don't hold them back,
Don't tear them down to cry
Don't take their wings away.
Just give them wings,
Make them strong
And strong they will fly
And they must fly.
Cause if they die,
We die in them.
- Vernon Films
You missa man, your unwanted time has begun
And your fatality has finally come
Drop your knife, fling weh yuh gun
And outa di Jamaican woman dem life yuh betta run
Lef' town go a country - we ago hunt yuh dung
Run from country come a town - Mr Rape, we ago bring yuh dung
Afta di great Olympics, our progressive run yuh waa come rape dung
You foul Spirit Rape, yuh betta run
The deaf can hear you
The blind can see you
And the dumb is speaking to you saying
Rape, from Jamaica yuh betta run!
The security forces are against you
The church families are praying against you
The Most Honourable Portia Simpson Miller
Nuh like yuh
The Honorable Andrew Holness
Ago grab yuh and beat yuh
Don't look at my mother
Let go of the skirt of my sister
Don't drag my aunt into the bushes
How dare you look lustfully at my brother?
Rape, mi seh yuh betta run!
You are poisoning the mind of our children
Taking away their innocence and breaking their future
Poisoning our women with your sting, you old abuser
After what happened in Irwin Point, St James
Things will never be the same
Friday, we all BLACK yuh
And afta dat, we ago BAX yuh
Nuh try it wid yuh bribe
Wi nuh want yuh money
Wi want yuh family
Like Pharaoh - including your first-born son
Rape, yuh betta run
And even when yuh take the wings of the morning
Wi ago run yuh dung
Jamaica ago knock yuh dung
- Daron Chosen Smith