Jam I Can In Paradise
The background: Even as a Jamaican, many times I find myself in awe of the accomplishments of my country and my people. We seem to do almost everything to the extreme, we are either very good, or we are very bad. Tons of room in the middle of the road for hardly anybody travels there! Well not really; if we get literal, for sometimes it seems as if Jamaicans think we should be different and drive in the middle of the road, not on the right, or on the left; in de miggle! Anyway, I was in a pensive mood when I wrote this piece about 18 months ago, and although so many bad things have happened in and around Paradise since then, we still have hope for a lot of good things have happened too.
Jam I Can In Paradise
To many people this isle is sweet, sweet Jamaica
And to just as many it is the infamous Jamrock
Still for others it is Paradise, and, "Jah mek yah!"
And wherever they go; they take their piece of the rock.
So clearly, this is the island of contradictions
Arguably, the murder capital of the world
The island that produced the world's two fastest humans
The isle with the most beautiful girls, truth be told.
The island of Trevor Rhone, Ms. Lou and Mas Ran
The land of sunshine and the most beautiful beaches
The isle, the song claims, with the wickedest slam
There are bauxite, limestone and many other riches.
The local news declares, "The land of less rights and more wrongs"
The Foreign Press, it swears, "The Island is homophobic"
The land with the wackiest and the slackest hit songs
The birth place of Mr. Lover-Lover, Mr. Boombastic!
The isle with the record for the most churches per square mile
The land where there are way too many road accidents
The island where regardless of their pain the people smile
The land where many can't rub together two red cents.
So it's a balanced affair, with either side one could agree
Both sides have some good points to support their arguments
Then I asked myself, what does Paradise mean, to me?
I guess you could say, I have to put in my two cents!
Like most places on our beautiful planet earth
Living in Paradise is far from Utopia
I'm extremely proud of the land of my birth
Imagine; it produced the champion, Asafa.
And although it is improbable you somehow didn't know
And that piece on information gave you a sudden jolt
Hold on to something tight my friend, and don't let go
Also from Paradise, there is the phenom Usain Bolt.
Our music, reggae and dancehall, is loved worldwide
Our Blue Mountains provide the world's best coffee
So you can imagine how I feel all torn up inside
When some outsiders keep saying, "dem fraid a wi".
And of course Jamaicans have a great reputation
When it comes to mastering various types of work
We have always been a very tolerant little nation
Still, we created the tasty but very spicy jerk.
Yes, real Jamaican food is rated very highly
And our local chefs are amongst the planet's best
The land of the great Marcus Garvey and Bob Marley
Proud, dedicated freedom fighters now laid to rest.
But we also have that awful virus called corruption
And of late we have started to harm our children
Trus' mi, Jah know we need fi clean up di tings dem, man
Love our kids; and the violators - run de whola dem!
We have so many problems it's hard to understand
It's as if we've always been tied down by a strong rope
But the eternal father has indeed blessed our land
And knowing that fact has given me undying hope.
I will always do what I can for my beloved island
And I will encourage everyone who is my friend
And although we may not possess a master plan
I believe it just needs a real spark to start a trend.
So please everybody listen very carefully
In other words, all a oonu try fi andastan'
This island Paradise means the world to me, you see
It is honestly the most beautiful little island.
So, while I might oftentimes curse in pure frustration
I will never surrender in this important fight
I really love this powerful tiny nation
And I believe someday we'll truly get it right.
Duhaney A. Smith
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