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You aren't an empress

It's really nice to see many Jamaican ladies going back to their natural roots these days I applaud them. However I've come to notice that many of them I starting to feel high and mighty as if going 'natural' somehow makes them above others. Let me kindly enlighten your darkness if you live a life that doesn't embody one of purity and one that is different from the rest of the way of the world you are no empress. Simply getting your hair locked or wearing it unprocessed has nothing to do with the kind of lifestyle you live, who you are comes across in how you interact with people on a daily basis. If  you wan't to proudly be called an empress I believe your actions should reflect that.

True Jamaican Beauty

The wind lifts her feet revealing the inner components of her beautiful physique A body so toned and smooth the heavens declare her beauty is unmatched, in a class of her own The sun hits the well defined structures of her face with eyes so bright she leaves you yearning for a taste A taste of her skin , her lips her breasts a taste of happiness, a Jamaican woman at her greatest She has dark skin, long straight hair she walks with such surety  she is a Jamaican beauty Mixed with different races she embodies the nation 'Out of Many one People' She wears it on her blouse, she wears it on her heart She's yet to speak but you've fallen in love with just one glimpse, One glimpse of her face, one glimpse of her frame She is a Jamaican beauty, you don't know her story, you don't know her name Just one look at her body rocking from side to side to the rhythm of the reggae sound She still hasn't said a word but her body reveals her inner thoughts

'The Dark Ages of Jamaica'

     This morning I was just sitting on my veranda and listening to people around me and observing people as they went about their daily activities. In times pass you would smell the pots early Sunday morning and knew that Sunday dinner was being prepared, the traditional rice and peas that is expected in Jamaican homes. However this morning I saw around five individuals passing with box foods. The times have come in Jamaica when people can no longer afford to prepare a home cook meal as they would wish to or the fact that some individuals have to extend their work week to make ends meet. In the evenings children would wait patiently for the ice cream man to come to indulge themselves in some ice cream those times are also things of the past  as majority of parents can't find the money to give their children to buy any ice cream. Stop someone you see on the road walking and ask them  how are you doing the most familiar response will be, times hard man can hardly make it.   Yes

The Youths of Today

 Well its back in the news again and cries are being echoed for something to be done about the increase in acts of violence among our children. Wonder how long this topic will be relevant or how long it will be on the minds of us Jamaicans. Well I have been talking about this issue for a longtime and I will continue to do so. Some will say that even when a parents grows up their child in a certain way when they send them out into the world all forms of influence will come at them and there is nothing they can do about it as a parent. So I ask then who should be held responsible for these acts of violence committed by children? Cries are ringing out that teachers should be responsible and that the churches should be held responsible. My solution to this problem is that each and everyone of us as Jamaicans should be held responsible.We need to conduct ourselves in ways that our children will adapt good behaviour starting from the Prime Minister to the average citizen. If each and eve

Are Jamaicans too soft?

  Are Jamaicans still about action, or have we become silent? Our nation is faced with many  problems and indeed we voice our disgust my blocking roads and calling our for justice. Is that enough? It doesn't seem to be as we still have the same problems that we do. When the government imposes new taxes or transportation costs are increased we complain for a day or two then we accept the measures implemented. Are we too soft as a people?  In my opinion I would say yes  the government needs to realize that they can't do as they please after all we area democratic nation for a reason. Other nations around the world have simply become frustrated with how their leaders are representing them and have stood up and are still standing up until something is done. We emulate so much from other nations especially America then why don't we join them in voicing more strongly the issues we have with our leadership.I believe that some of us don't seem to realize that we are more in

The Bleaching Issue

  Jamaica is now buzzing with reactions pertaining to the topic of bleaching that was addressed on the program 'All Angles" last night. The topic wasn't a shock to Jamaicans as we see bleaching  everywhere we go in our little island. Some comments being passed are that the individuals being featured are not comfortable in their own skin and are shamed of who they are. This brings me to the issue of makeup which those who proudly wear it, wear it to 'accentuate their beauty' as they say isn't that the same thing these individuals are doing? I'm not targeting anyone or their believes just showing another side to this story. Some women live in makeup they don't feel comfortable going anywhere without it because they don't like how their skin looks again I say isn't that the same thing those women featured are saying for the reasons they bleach.Other women stated that it'ts a fashion thing just as dressing and hairstyles aren't those simi

No more tears

Our tears flow into the sea that surrounds our nation We cry out loud but the hatred and selfishness around deafens the sounds My mother cries over my body while you change the station Three of us killed in a week this is nothing but a bloody nation All I hear is how I am the future of my island but presently I'm fighting to be a better human You don't see my struggles, you don't feel my pain my tears are bursting through my fragile veins I am a child, my mother and father are my guide But I am a child of this nation a child who needs help, help to find a new light a new direction I cry, I cry, I cry it does nothing but fall to the ground A day or two later and so called words of comfort are echoed from the leaders microphones What happens next? Life goes on Till another one of my friends is gunned down and a mother cry out No more tears I want to cry No more tears for my mother,father or my friend The whole nation needs an awakening Bills and bills and

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