Christmas breeze a blow, gungo blossoming, first crop of sorrel come in and ginger plentiful, not to mention the soft white, sweet yam associated with the season...mi already put in mi order fi duck bread, order mi ham and a beg Christmas cake (I have no shame in this regard cuz mi can't bake fi save mi life)...no presents this year though because like everybody else mi have to watch mi two shilling dem til something come up.
At least mi will still have a "Christmas" but what bout the farmers like Laz in St, Elizabeth who get wash out and just trying to regroup and replant, what bout the small businessman and woman struggling against high JPS bills and interest rates that won't go down, what bout the increasing number of street children...hungry, unprotected, out of school and at the mercy of the Black Heart Man?
What bout...chat bout...what bout... the mindless, egotistical, insensitivity of those in charge?
What bout the cesspool that is our body politic...anybody have a cesspool emptier?
We need to begin a cleansing during this period of Advent so that in the New Year when the sun begins to warm the earth and the crops begin to blossom it will be to a renewed Jamaica fertile with ideas, hope, peace and prosperity