The Penny Section of modern Dancehall

It is no secret that music has a profound effect on the mental state of a person. We experience it every day when we play music to lift our spirits, for motivation when working out or doing chores and even to help us connect with other feelings such as sadness or a broken heart

Self-hatred, colourism and bleaching in Jamaica!

It seems that Jamaica has become some kind of poster child for bleaching since a few years ago when that video/documentary came out with a woman wrapping her body in saran wrap and explaining the process of bleaching. Since then, more Caucasians have come out to Jamaica to explore the idea of skin bleaching and now…

If I Step on your Toes…?

If I step on your toes but didn't do it intentionally or much worst found it funny, does that mean that you're not or shouldn't feel the hurt I inflicted? Black Face. The age-old issue of people dressing up as black people for whatever god damn reasons they can come up with. Its funny, it's…

How soon after you meet someone should you get naked ?

How soon after meeting someone should one get naked in front of them? Well, isn't that the age-old question. I don't actually have an answer but in my opinion, the standard appropriate time to do so would be at least when you have spent enough time with the person in your clothes, such that you…

Twisted

A tortured soul You've invaded spaces You capture their souls Youre a chameleon, but your true nature shows just like your many colors no one knows, the depths of the torture, the torture that is your soul. today you have a voice calm, quiet, almost peaceful but not for long 'cuz eventually its like everything…

Haiku:Rice Fields

Fields of windswept green circled and meandering in simplicity

Cultivating

I  didn't birth you I picked you There were many choices I chose you I nurtured and cared for you Daily I never asked much of you I only wanted you to flourish So, I encouraged you And now At the peak of what should be your life You're dead And I'm confronted Once more…

A poem for Hurricane Irma

Trust

Cheating, lying throwing hissy fits speaking but never acting, doing with no commitment. Inconsistencies in your presense like a magical act, disappearing, reappearing always changing.

When

When will we be united, when will our souls stop feeling the loss of you, when will you recognize that its time for you to stand up for us when will you stop being apart of what hurts us When will you see that together we are better than apart when will we stop shedding…