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Jamaica Rise Up!

 

 There is no mystery

Jamaica is history

We can be masters of our fate

If we only set a date.

 

As we grovel in dirt, grime and filth

Faces grim and atilt

Minds still shackled and enslaved

In history it is engraved.

 

Nurture and nourish the little one’s minds

In time they will flourish and find

That they are our lifeline

For our country that is in a bind.

 

Forty Three years of independence

Political but still in economic dependence

Let’s rise from our apathy

And put our country in the annals of history.

 

A country emerging from the brink

Of calamity and such a stink

To be creative and resourceful

Hardworking and successful.

 

Denise Lynn Fatt  

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