Skip to main content

Young Jamaicans with old thinking

   I am all about my fellow young people jumping into the ring and showing the world what we have to offer and the changes that we can make once we are given the opportunity to do so. I believe that as the times change around us so too should those who have been in charge of our nation for decades should be changed as well. Our leaders have been given the opportity to forumale change but many have neither tried or they have been unsuccessful therefore a change needs to take place and new faces with new ideas should be able to show what they can bring forward.

However, sadly it seems that many young people are simply just young in body but have the same old way of thinking. One would think that they would use their young and sharp minds to come up with new ideas that will help to shape a better Jamaica but instead they allow themselves to be saturated by the same way of political thinking that the country is indeed tired of. If young people are going to step up with the same ideas and the same attitude what then is the point of me getting excited about it? Might as well I just continue to stare at the same old faces that I have been seeing for all my life. 

It's hard to be excited about much here in Jamaica when my fellow young people continue to condition their minds to either protect a political party or simply attack others and term it as hating when someone questions their political thinking. I'm not charmed by a nice smile by a leader I'm not charmed by a few roads being fixed its greater than that. People will say to me that change can't take place overnight yet roads were magically repaired overnight in preparation for a special visit. Let me enlighten my fellow Jamaicans who perhaps are still startled by helicopter lights our leaders can make changes to improve our country they just simply choose not to. All the blocking of roads all the cries for help are not things that will stir compassion in their hearts what will stir them is what benefits they can get from helping you . The only time time will benefit from you and I is when they need votes and that's when improvements are usually made once again across our country.


Comments

Donate

Popular posts from this blog

Loving a black man that doesn't love me

Image source: Google Images His beautiful dark skin made rich from the earth, his physical strength supporting where I am physically weak, his beautiful smile and then the depth of his speech. In a world where the wrongs that he has done is spoken about more frequently than what is good about him. I see the beauty in black unions,I see the beauty in black souls connecting, I see beauty in being by his side. The issue is, he no longer sees beauty in me. We walk paths these days paved with the broken connections. Couples who once professed to be so deeply in love now pretend to not know each other. We walk paths  where you can pour the purest of love into the vessel of a man/woman and they remain empty. On one side, we have black men who believe that black women have lost their worth. They have lost the meaning of what it means to be a Queen. The black man believes that the black woman has wrapped herself in the labels that society has placed on her. The black woman is ofte...

The Young are being murdered

The death of the young By:©Saccheen Laing I put on my uniform Armed with books I set out in search of a good education. Streets lined with the blood stains of those who fell on the way  I'm determined to live to see another day But I have no control over those who believe they can have their own way. Armed with guns and knives  They attack me, They assault me, They abuse me , Because they believe they have control over me Because of guns and knives in hand. In my hands I write my plans A singer, an actor, a doctor, a fashion designer or a police man  I clench my fist as my blood runs to join those who fell before  My plans remain in my hands Never to be realized I am young but that means nothing on this land. The blood of the young will replace the ocean that surrounds and beautifies the land How many more shall die before you answer when I ask why? My mother shall cry and bury her son before he becomes a man My brot...

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 ...