Oh Jamaican girl,where is your patois?
where is your long dreads of natural hair?
your culture?

Jamaican girl,sing your country's national anthem
How do you not like reggae?
what kind of Jamaican are you?

You see the ackee and codfish I stuffed down my throat on a Saturday morning would never be enough for them.
My extinctive use of the English language made them sick at their guts
The fact that my waistline won't move in such a manner to alarm others.

Born in the Yard
Grew up in the suburbs
Never boastful;always grateful

So Jamaican girl you try to act white on purpose?
Wear 'American clothes'
And perm your hair?

My nationality will coexist throughout my veins
Will never hit sunlight unless my tongue decides to move in that direction.
Will never be ashamed of my heritage as I am proud of it,yet also modified to not be defined by it.