Jamaican poetry by poetess denise fyffe

Jamaican Poetry: Jamaica, Our Country

How is it that our country, Jamaica stands On the left, but not on the right hand? How is it that our country moves, Through treacherous reefs, sailing through and through? How is it that our country breathes, These toxic fumes of crime and urban jealousy? How is it that our country survives, As more … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Jamaica, Our Country