Skip to main content

Just 14




Can someone tell me why my friend had to die?
Just 14 and I have to watch his mothers eyes run dry
My friend wanted to be the fastest track star
Only God knows how much more I miss him as each day goes by
When the sun goes down my heart beats faster
The fear in my eyes now permanent as the gunshots come closer as I walk by
Such beauty in my country but the ugliness is always near by

You tell me to sit still and make learning my priority 
The window shakes and our screams get louder and louder
Our books fall off our tables as our education is left behind just for a while
I'm just 14 but I've seen so many around me die 
Dead bodies have become the norm and it no longer makes me cry
This is the reality on my sweet little island

They tell me to make my future my priority 
But is there a promise of even a tomorrow?
The gunshots increase and I see my teacher calling out for us to leave
Four bodies on the ground, lifeless with no soul
Promises of bright futures now buried and I hear my teacher say gone too soon

Will a change ever come?
A day passes and we forget about it just a little bit
A next day comes and once again we hear about the guns
Plans are made in offices about what can be done
Yet I stand on the street corners and watch men run by with their guns
I'm just 14 but my aunt has already buried four sons
Each and everyone of them taken out by the gun
Police man, gunman they all show the power of the gun
Fear bubbles within me as I'm just a 14 year old young man
What could my friend have done?
To die innocently at the hands of the gun
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Donate

Popular posts from this blog

Church ministry without God

Have you ever been to a church service and when the singers are singing you feel nothing? You can hear the words coming out of their mouths but they have no  conviction whatsoever? Music is one of the most important parts of church ministry and if God isn't in it, it shouldn't be called Gospel music to begin with. Some singers in church sing for self! They know they are blessed with beautiful voices so they use the church to showcase it but it isn't about ministry. It is simply to let people know what they have going on. They stand before you and they have blank expressions on their faces, while they sing such powerful lyrics. They aren't moved by it but they somehow expect that the congregation will be. The next issue is that of the modern day Gospel music. Call me old fashion but it isn't my flavour at all. Why should I have to be wondering whether I'm listening to Gospel or I'm at a dancehall event? Why does the church have to change itself to resemb...
Post a Comment
Read more

Be more thankful

It's so easy for us to complain it's like we do it everyday. Are we more thankful for the blessings we have no matter how small they seem? It seems to me that more than ever people are more ungrateful than they are grateful. No matter how bad things are always remember that they could be much worse. Our house isn't big so we complain rather than be thankful that we have a house. Our pay cheque is small so we complain rather than be thankful that we have a job. Our skin isn't flawless so we complain instead of be thankful that we still have our skin to protect our bodies. Our body isn't sculpted perfectly so we complain instead of being thankful that all our body parts are still functioning. Our world is very ungrateful and we can never seem to be satisfied no matter how many blessings we have. This week I ask of you to be thankful for something everyday no matter how small it may seem.
Post a Comment
Read more

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 ...
Post a Comment
Read more