All publicity isn't good publicity. Echoes rang out from Hanover to Portland about the recent commercial from Saturn. Couple weeks ago we were being praised for how happy and patriotic Jamaicans can be and ministers were honoured by the advertisement. Today, a new picture is being painted but to my surprise some Jamaicans see nothing wrong with this commercial, proud Jamaicans aren't they? When citizens can sit down and believe that the commercial is a good thing it leaves me to wonder how proud we are of the black,green and gold  of our nation. Then again I'm really not that shocked by the words of those who see nothing wrong with the commercial because some of us treat our flag with little or no respect so hey it really isn't no big deal if another country does the same thing.    Its not even about comparing how America would react in this situation because quite frankly I'm tired of the comparisons. We area country set apart so why should we fall in line a

Remember as I child when our parents did each and everything for us. The times when we were down and our little steps couldn't seem to find the right balance.Those times when we took a bite of something that looked so enticing to our little eyes but were not meant for sensitive little stomach.At that moment in our lives our parents paved the path of our lives.However as more steps were taken on this path that we found ourselves our parents let go a little bit as we now knew a bit more of how to balance.   Our teenage years brought us to the belief that we somehow understood the path that was paved for us. That human want of control,the satisfaction that we know all the answers filled our once fragile little bodies as we flashed off our parents as they reached out a helping hand to us as they knew we hadn't yet understood the path of life...the path was so far from complete.   As we reached that bridge from teenage years to adulthood the path was now filled with potholes that

Sexy dresses, designer suits, expensive hair, golden shoes Pointy finger nails, painted faces,bottoms evidently swaying as they walk The woman has an image she tries to maintain each and everyday Its in her hair, its in her clothes, its in her shoes its in her pose Why isn't it in her voice or in her words?? The woman is beautiful and brightens up the world The woman is beautiful and adds darkness to the world The woman is scared, silent, weak and confused The woman wants a change in the world but she falls prey to the evil in the world The woman is loyal The woman is disloyal The woman stands by her man and guides him on the right path The woman stands by her man and plans his way to doing evil The woman calls the man a dog for his wicked ways towards women The woman feeds the dog his bones and pets him and hugs him when he cries out for forgiveness The woman has so much worth The woman sits aside and accepts abuse the woman has lost her worth The woman is smart s

This has been a problem for me for a very long time. Studying history through out high school also opened my eyes to appreciate and respect myself as a woman more and to start sharing my opinions and what I stand for. Why is it that men believe that they we as women are supposed to be limited to the kitchen and household activites? Were you blessed with a different brain than we were as it been proven that you are able to make better decisions that us? No, quite the opposite actually. Now men continue to believe that women only cause problems when it is those same women who have keep them grounded in this world. Don't get me wrong we have our bad ways but are men perfect?? You know why this saying continues to be used because women are accepting it and subject themselves to this and don't push themselves to make a better life for themselves. We are viewed as the ones to clean the house,cook the food and provide the man with all the sexual desires he wishes to be met. Men use

    She never knew how it felt to have a good touch and be wanted for the right reasons.She was stained inside and out from all the hurt she had felt from the years passed.Whenever someone came close to show her kindness and show her the love that everyone searches for she would see all the abuse glisten through the scars on her flesh. How could one ever let another inside all that confusion that temp le that should be treated with such care and appreciation was treated as nothing over and over and over again. Why should she believe that love really was something to want something to be valued when those who were placed in front of her to lead her in the path of happiness and enjoy the peace of mind that comes from being a child were the ones who placed each and every scar upon her body.She tried to keep a smile on her face despite it all but nothing could really cover it up or make it a thing of the past with each step she took on this path of life she was reminded of her fathers wr

     Remember as I child when our parents did each and everything for us. The times when we were down and our little steps couldn't seem to find the right balance.Those times when we took a bite of something that looked so enticing to our little eyes but were not meant for sensitive little stomach.At that moment in our lives our parents paved the path of our lives.However as more steps were taken on this path that we found ourselves our parents let go a little bit as we now knew a bit more of how to balance.   Our teenage years brought us to the belief that we somehow understood the path that was paved for us. That human want of control,the satisfaction that we know all the answers filled our once fragile little bodies as we flashed off our parents as they reached out a helping hand to us as they knew we hadn't yet understood the path of life...the path was so far from complete.   As we reached that bridge from teenage years to adulthood the path was now filled with po

The breeze stands still seemingly afraid of the terror of man's wrath How is it that even nature whom we usually marvel at now fears who we have become Could it be because we no longer see the beauty in it but we destroy it with out selfish desires We see the hunger in the eyes of children as we walk on the road We see the need for a little opportunity to change their lives We close our hides to the obvious want of hurting people in the world But despite our eyes being closed our hearts will still feel Or is that we no longer have hearts or we have stopped feeling Children look up to muscians who often sing of crime and sexual desires Where is the positivity?? Where are the teachings of good morals The thing is people sometimes think too much and feel too little Those who have been blessed with the resources to help Instead keep on spending it on selfish desires the want for more and more continues to grow The world as we know it will get no bett