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Out of many one people

Beat the Congo Blow the horn Wave your hand Out of many one people What a vibration In a this little island Even though we can’t live as one But when a party time We unite Nuh matter the culture (it doesn’t) We a full joy we self You have Rasta talking Christians praying Bay song playing (in the context Bay means a lot) Smiles on everybody faces Out many one people So come the Chinese, British, Syrians, Americans, Indians Every Caribbean and rest of the world Come to Jamaica And feel alright Listen some Bob Don’t carry no jewelry Because you will get rob But come and eat Have a feast Enjoy we beach Entertainment Energy a shot Drink a cold beer Relax under the coconut tree Feel free We have jerk chicken Curry goat Festival, rice, Bammy Fry and steam fish Come enjoy we cultural dish Food galore Go back a your country Tell every boy and girl Say Jamaica nice We know say crime and violence Corruption A plague But don’t let that stop you Cause everybody welcome Nuh matter taste (It doesn’t) Come in a haste Cause we have a celebration Jam dung vibration Me a tell the politician Say me a send out a special invitation But first we yard need renovation Build up Jamaica And education Cause we live in a paradise Black, green and gold We proud and bold As we motto say Out of many one people. CHRISTENA ANTONIA VALAIRE WILLIAMS ©2012 JAMAICA
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Written by
christena-av-williams
Jamaican
Published
Jan 7, 2013
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Notes

I spoke my native language mixed with English.( Patois or Creole) this poem was Short listed in Desmond O' Grady poetry competition in Ireland. A spoken piece was done also.

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