Jamaican Poetry: Sunday Night

Sunday night
Watching at Standpipe
Corner, watching as another day
Watching as another life
Pass us by;

People dancing
Rocking to the vibes, alive
Inside the jukebox, at the shop
Oblivious of the night
Unobservant to the life
Passing by;

Hard things fly
People scamper like dice
Fleeing, no more safety for the guy
No more dancing tonight;
As another one lies
Spirits sailing high
Life passing up high;

Sunday night,
The quiet, a memory, as lives
Lay trickling down the gully pipe;
Standpipe on lockdown tonight,
Another innocent youth
Passing us by.

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About the writer:
Poetess Denise N. Fyffe is a published author of over 30 books, for more than eight years and enjoys volunteering as a Counselor.

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