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May 2013
Me like a likkle of what ya got

'Cause I a zero not got a lot

I talks to me pastor

im a serious Judah rasta.

But me lives alone in this zone

I got to find I a way back home.

Me know me got life a wee bit wrong

And me never listen to da Masters song.

But now I got I a brand new deal

Me praise Jah 'cause im is real.

I gwan to church and say me tings

Jah he answer......me telephone rings.

Hello who im dat? and im say it is I de righteous cat

Den I fall down and me tears dey come

But im say rise up man you is my son.

Den me knows dat dis is da time

Me knows me faith is bang on da line.

Jah Jah im see me right

Yea even thru de dark of de night

Im me saviour me know dat now

Im smooth da lines off from my brow.

Jah Jah rule.

Jah is cool.
Many happy times in the company of brothers did we sit in the Afro and drink tiger and play dominoes..apologies for the use of the pigeon tongue..but it was like that. first published 2011.js
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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