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Pon the Corner





Comfortably seated on the low walls of the houses of the rich and the famous
Hands positioned in the upright position weed in one hand beer in another
The curvaceous body of a young developing young lady passes by
You cry out to her to give you a moment of her time
She fans you off with her hands upright, school books on one hand handbag perched on the other
As you fall prey to the strong aroma of your weed
You reflect on the her as you remembered you sat beside her in class
Your parents gave you all you needed but the way of the corner drew you away
You ceased attending school and money was spent on parties and smoking weed was now the order of the day


Friends with their flashy cars, designer shirts and jewels that could hypnotize any way ward youth
Things came easy for them and that's the way you wanted it to be
Soon enough blood stained hands wiped your sweat
Your eyes red no more purity within them
You killed the very friends you had and the family who cared for you
More power you wanted wealth was something you needed to feel complete
The more you killed the emptier you felt
You couldn't see it as politicians drove by they encouraged you to stay on the same path
All you had to do was ensure that on election day all was well and their seat was secure
Pon the corner nothing new takes place
When one don dies another takes his place
The cycle goes on and on

Pon the corner you see so much potential
Pon the corner you see children looking for new directions but the vehicle to violence shows them a one way street
Pon the corner the whole community is controlled
Pon the corner the leaders of the country have no say
Pon the corner the don has his own way
Pon the corner either you agree with the don or you can't linger you won't have a safe place to stay
Pon the corner is where Jamaica's greatest and deadliest come from
Pon the corner is where the change needs to start from

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