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		<title>Inner Plantation</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 16:26:14 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>The ancestors still toil within me
Their rough dark hands hold the cutlasses
labouring in the fields of my mind
clearing away the weed and bush of
negative thinking, before burning them
and then digging holes where they will plant
fresh thought suckers like cane tops
that they will manure as the thoughts grow
through minutes as long as the twelve to fifteen
months that it takes for the hard sweet grass to mature.</p>
<p>They set the field afire, burning the nests of
the poison snakes of my self doubt, while
searing off <p>Continue reading <a href="http://www.wejamaicans.com/2007/05/05/inner-plantation/">Inner Plantation</a></p>]]></description>
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		<title>Lies To Get By</title>
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<p>by Garfield N. Morgan </p>
<p>We crucified the truth, you and I.
We sucked poison from the fruit
And we both died.
And for a while, death tasted sweeter than life.
But such are the lies we use to get by. </p>
<p>The moon shines emptily from our eyes,
And lacks the emotion of the sun
As we cling to the night
For the day is still too young
Still too innocent to shed its light
Upon the altar of our mistakes. </p>
<p>And so morning breaks,
To find us clinging to the leaves
We <p>Continue reading <a href="http://www.wejamaicans.com/2007/05/05/lies-to-get-by/">Lies To Get By</a></p>]]></description>
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		<title>A Jamaican Child?s Mother&#8217;s Day Tribute</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 16:25:36 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>by Kerri-Ann M. Smith </p>
<p>Shi used to seh</p>
<p>Children should be seen</p>
<p>And never heard;</p>
<p>And pickeney fi min&#8217; dem business.</p>
<p>And wi used to shut wi mout</p>
<p>And listen.</p>
<p>Mama did love wi!</p>
<p>Shi taught us wisdom and patience</p>
<p>Shi used to seh</p>
<p>Come tan up inna di kitchen</p>
<p>And watch what mi doin</p>
<p>One day it aggo come een handy.</p>
<p>And wi used to push up wi mout</p>
<p>And watch and learn.</p>
<p>Mama did love wi!</p>
<p>Shi taught us how to be independent.</p>
<p>Shi used to seh</p>
<p>Wi fi listen to wi teacha,</p>
<p>And if wi get <p>Continue reading <a href="http://www.wejamaicans.com/2007/05/05/a-jamaican-childs-mothers-day-tribute/">A Jamaican Child?s Mother&#8217;s Day Tribute</a></p>]]></description>
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		<title>Woman Inna Power</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 16:25:20 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>by: Kerri-Ann M. Smith </p>
<p>In recognition of the historical event that took place on February 25, 2006 when Mrs. Portia Simpson Miller was elected leader of the People&#8217;s National Party </p>
<p>Come one, come all!
Unnu neva hear di news,
Jamaica tun revolutionary
An ooman tap sing di blues! </p>
<p>Yes massa, yes missis
We mek history inna 2006,
We beat even di Americans
Fi put a ooman inna office </p>
<p>What a prehkeh!
What a serious hattaclapse!
Jamaicans live fi see di day
When di Backra rules collapse </p>
<p>What a day, what <p>Continue reading <a href="http://www.wejamaicans.com/2007/05/05/woman-inna-power/">Woman Inna Power</a></p>]]></description>
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		<title>Nostalgia</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 May 2007 16:24:50 +0000</pubDate>
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<p>by: Kerri-Ann M. Smith</p>
<p>Mi come ah dis ya country,
Weh life jus ruff an? hard.
Sometimes mi jus waan pack mi bag
An? goh back ah mi yaad.</p>
<p>Mi miss mi granny cornmeal pone,
And mi good Sunday dinner feast.
Mi tiyad fi nyam left ova food
Lawd, dis ya foreign is a beast!</p>
<p>Mi long fi eat a Easta bun
And piece ah di yellow cheese.
Mi long fi jus siddung outta door
And enjoy some nice cool breeze.</p>
<p>Mi cyaah tell when laas mi fly a kite!
Or walk inna di midday <p>Continue reading <a href="http://www.wejamaicans.com/2007/05/05/nostalgia/">Nostalgia</a></p>]]></description>
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