Sun, Sea & Rape

Two of her sisters get rape

By the same uncle

Who try to feel she up too

But her mout too big

And it scare the pig

Two policemen hold a boy

An autistic boy

And bugger him bloody

In the same community

As she family

The young fellas there

Does interfere

With they little sisters

And brothers too

Neighbors just shoo shoo

The men cyah handle strong women

Dey insecure cock

Does shrivel up

When it meet strength

And intelligence

So dey looking for lambs

For a wam bam

And nobody gives a damn

Nobody make a jail yet

But karma doh forget

One hundred and sixty thou

That is the population

Yet is daily harassment, rape and molestation

So how much sickos on this island

With the Simply beautiful tourist slogan

This place beginning to feel like Sodom

Where it had not even ten good men

You can’t tell rapist from friend

When things this bad

Is only one way it will end

A purge coming soon

To make Tomas look like a light rain

Only the Pitons will remain

They will cry for shame

But it will be in vain

© Jessica Joseph 2012

Forgiveness

My father, ever the pessimist once tell meh
Before you turn thirty
I guarantee you dis
Someone you know when you was both young
Will get prematurely knock dong
By the hand of Death
And it won’t be long
Till yuh start thinking
Who next?
Who next?
An if is me who next
Could I truly respect
The life I beget?
The choices I made?
Was I afraid
To do the right thing
When I needed to?

I think the moment for you
Daddy was when my friend Reema
Daddy Keith had a heart attack
I heard you crying like a child
In the bathroom
Who next?
Who next?
An if is me who next
Could I truly respect
The life I beget?
The choices I made?
Was I afraid
To do the right thing
When I needed to?

Now Daddy I is you
Cause my school-friend older sister dead
Gun -shot to the head
And is me, myself and I in a fight
Could I truly respect
The life I beget?
The choices I made?
Am I still afraid
To do the right thing
When I need to?

An just like you
I crying like a child too
Except instead of the bathroom
My bed, cross-legged
Eyes red, nose snatty, crocodile tears
But I have no pre-teen daughter
To secretly cry for me
Like I did for you
Even though I was too young to know why
The answers to those questions frighten you
But tonight It finally hit me
A feeling of solidarity
With you Daddy
That night
When it was you, yourself and you in a fight.
And this is forgiveness
And wanting to be forgiven