Jamaica land we love!! I remember singing the national anthem every morning in primary school and having to stand attention to it during high school. Whenever I visit the movies the anthem is played before the movies begin and people can be heard complaining about having to stand. They sit and eat and talk while the anthem is being played. On the other hand I will see people who migrate from Jamaica to America dressed up in their American colours on their Independence Day and showing their love for their country. Is Jamaican pride something that we no longer embrace? Is the love for our country fading? What worries me is that instead of pride in our country increasing it continues to be on the decline. Once or twice a year we take pride in our country but for the majority of the year we are primarily caught up in the affairs of other countries. Our financial situation as a country can be improved or infrastructure can be improved but without a knowledge of our culture we will never ful

        Bright yellow sun you see when your eyes are open No matter how many times I blink my eyes I see bloody skies, bloody sun, bloody hands, bloody guns A wife applied makeup for the bruises left after her husband pierced her delicate flesh unaware that the makeup couldn’t cover the pain that resonated on her heart. A little boy eyes glistens with excitement as he polishes a gun that has just been placed in his hands by the area leader, unaware that he would use it to take the life of his friend. Don’t you feel the fear leave their bodies like steam from a bubbling engine A little girl waves innocently to a man on the corner,unaware that later he would cut out her innocence from its protective shield. I see the fear around as I sweep my gate in the mornings yet some of us have dust on our eyes like the dust on my window ledges.  Our leaders fail to see the roads we walk on paved with dried blood of innocent lives. Three locks on my doors as I protect my fa