POEMS

Usain St Leo Bolt

An easy, playful young man

Suffused with energy and

With confidence written on

His chest

As he takes on the best

In an acid test

A big strong giant of a man

Always on song

In unbeatable form

Dashing from the blocks

And he makes no effort

To stop the clock

Running, running with passion

And pride

A sight to behold as his

Skills unfold

Dazzling the entire world

Romping to victory, creating history

A man sublime

He's no waster of time

He is ahead of his time

A man born to run

Having loads of fun

Exciting us like the morning sun

Usain St Leo Bolt

An incomparable man

Bringing life to the sports

And the sport to life

All over the world

An icon in the black, green and gold.

- Ferdinand W. Boyd

Podium nah share

Bolt, Blake, Weir,

Yu nuh hear?

It was the most authentic moment mi dear

When Jamaica take centre stage in London square

When Bolt, Blake, Weir tell the Americans to move from here

Dis podium nah share

Bolt, Blake Weir on the podium and the crowd a stare and fans a cheer

A lot of countries were there

The Queen shook in shock in her chair

This seems to be a nightmare

It happen in Beijing, I hear

And you come here with that affair

Me and Sammy is friend and we usually share

This seems to be unfair

Well let me tell you, my dear, absolutely clear

This is our 50th Independence anniversary year

You and Sammy tell me how much you care

Mi think you a help me mend but a tear you a tear

Den unnu point finger an jeer

How much mi can't handle my affair and that I am in arrear

And my economy is in reverse gear

Well I swear

For the next 50 year

I must fling your monarchy out of here

Just like how Bolt, Blake, Weir make sure the podium neva share.

- Morris McKie

Wha coulda sweet like the sweep?

Wha coulda sweet like the sweep

Bolt and Blake had it locked

but who knew Warren could a dweet?

We likkle but we strong

The way we a galang

You would a swear sey a we run London

Who coulda fast like the lightning?

We know the man dem, fast but 36 was frightening

Big up Shelly-Ann, our golden girl

White man, Chiney man tun fan

And join the song, sing Jamaica to the world!

Wha could a sweet like the sweep?

Them never know Bolt could a repeat

But they got struck by lightning

Devoured by the 'Beast'

And it was the sweetest icing when Warren got a piece

No worry yourself Asafa

We know them nuh faster

But if we did get two sweep

All visa would a cease

What a celebration across the nation

Pon top a the 50 jubilation

Our Eternal Father truly blessed this land

So hold you head high when you say

I am Jamaican

- Seon Lewis

Team Jamaica

Team Jamaica,

You're superb and supreme!

You showcase your class

One, two, three!

All in a row

No one could compare!

You were the star

Of the show

You were large

And in charge!

You brought pride

To your country, Jamaica

And we salute you this day

Go team Jamaica!

Congratulations

- Sisiline Perkins

Do the math!

Maths?

not usually up for debate

Statistics?

Now that is a numbers and word game

WHATEVER....

Just ...Do the maths!

Take out your workbooks and

work out the equations

keep working on it

over and over again

you can't swot this subject

so don't get a panic attack

you can get an A and more

but it is the responsibility of the student

to do the homework

classwork

READ THE TEXTBOOK,

CARRY IT TO SCHOOL

and stop talk bout how it "meck" your bag heavy

you may bookmark this advice in your favourites!

- Helen-Ann Wilkinson

Able

The most precious gift is being able to

Being able to see the wonders of God hands

Being able to hear his wonderful commands

Being able to understand the truth in his word

Being able to be free like a forgotten bird

Being able to love, your enemies and friends

Being able to forgive one that offends

Being able to speak what your mind doth say

Being able to get hurt and walk away

Being able to have a conscience to tell what's right

Being able to be an inspiration a guiding light

Being able to be good leaders to have someone follow

Being able to build into hearts that are shallow

Being able to stop, turn and do again

Being able to trust in a close friend

Being able to listen to what someone has to say

Being able to face another challenging day

Being able to be a peacemaker in a world of misery

Being able to remember important days in history

Being able to smile even when you're filled with sorrow

Being able to dream of a happier tomorrow.

- Jonah-Lee Brown

And Jamaica Cries

If the politicians of Jamaica had ears, they would hear

The agony, the pain, the grief most people in Jamaica are made to bare

The sounds from the shackles of ignorance that echoes everywhere

The ubiquitous cry for information; that so many are made to share

If the politicians of Jamaica had ears, they would hear

The hungry cry for knowledge,

the heartaches, the fear

The esoteric language of sorrow that is spoken in despair

The vulgar screams of intolerance that saturates the air

If the politicians of Jamaica had eyes they would see

The tears of informational starved children, the anguish, the misery

The continuous need for help, desperately

The ominous claws of the future that awaits to embrace so many

If the politicians of Jamaica were as wise as they should be

They would know that in Jamaica, the disease is illiteracy

They would know that this disease is proliferating rapidly

And that it can be cured completely

If the politicians of Jamaica had a heart, you see

They would administer the vaccine for illiteracy immediately

By making the nutritious food of education a priority

The main course on the menu in the dining area of emancipation; a delicacy

- Lloyd A. Smith

Jamaica's Usain Bolt crosses the finish line ahead of countrymen Yohan Blake (second right) and Warren Weir to take the gold medal in the men's 200-metre final during the 2012 Summer Olympics in London earlier this month. ap

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