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The Jamaica of tomorrow

When shall the change come?
Crime and violence ago continue and mash up Jamdung?
Street lights come on at night and our window lids we shut tight tight
No kids on the street, no time to meet and greet
Why can't we no longer walk at nights? Why we don't have no peace?

Police men guard the streets 
Kids run quickly pass them not sure if they police or just undercover gunman and thief
Thousands complete their university education but student loan awaits them in every gleaner publication
Jamaica is such a beautiful nation, nice food and nuff happiness and sweet jubilation
Wait a moment and turn the  TV off the international station
Turn the dial to our local station
No more happiness and sweet jubilation
Blood flowing in the streets of poverty and ever increasing destruction

You have the answers?
Tell us how we need a change in politics
Five years time and we still have the same corruption 
You tell me to smile because better must come
I can't smile when my friends are dying from all corners of the nation 

They appear at funerals and shed a tear here and there
The sun has set the body is at rest 
Who will take care of the family that is left
Mind sharp you talk too loud and you are killed next


The Jamaica of tomorrow is in the hands of the children of today
Ask them about the founding fathers
They have nothing to say
Sex and fashion they know all about that
Nanny,Paul Bogle and Norman Manley they not interested in learning about that


You ask me again for the answers
I stop and stare 
Our nation needs direction away from the corruption that's overriding the nation
Take a step back and look beyond the sunshine and beauty
Before long the blood of our fellow men will flood the beach and stain the land
How many more shall die before you stand up and try
Try to make more opportunities for the nation
Try to give a helping hand to the man in the streets
The time will come when the poor will have nothing to eat
Except the next rich man who walks pass their feet

The Jamaica of tomorrow may never be
Guns and knives taking over and everyone is scared
What hope is there when everyday another one has passed over
The Jamaica of tomorrow needs our forefathers
The ones who would never give up on the land of wood and water.

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