Tequila

 

 

A Land Lost

By Alicia Newton

 

 

 

What is this I see?

A land where

Brothers and sisters

Can’t be free

We fight

And kill each other

Without a second thought

We back stab the ones

We thought we loved

 

What is this I see?

A land left in turmoil

Where babies can’t even sleep in peace

The perverted man raping our future

Destroying the dreams, souls and minds

Of our precious little ones

The uncaring attitudes

Towards our destiny gone array

 

What is this I see?

A place where politics

Is just a pile of tricks

Where government officials

Only check for themselves

And forget about

The people who put them there

The people who gave them that chance

That power

The people who needs to make a stand

 

What is this I see?

A land filled with no respect

None for authority

Or even our elders

Not even for our rich Bahamain culture

We scorn our music

And our Bahamain dance

With hip pop and reggae taking over our land

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What is this I see?

A land filled with fools

Can’t you see what’s happening?

It’s all been done before

Instead of moving forward

We’re slipping far behind

Back to those days

When the whites ruled the land

We are slaves yet once again

Oh God what is happening to our Bahama Land?

 

We my people

Need to create a united front

We need to kick down the doors

Of this long offensive life

Go back to those days

When your neighbor was your friend

Back to those days when our youths had a future

And our culture could be heard and seen everywhere

 

We need to break this mental slavery

And be free once again

Stand as Bahamains proud and free

Lift up your heads my brothers and sisters

To this glorious rising sun

Of our Bahama LAND

A new day

A new dream

My Bahamain people

Take back what is yours

And once again be proud

Of who you are

BAHAMAINS.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

OUR LOVE

                        BY ALICIA NEWTON

 

 

 

 

 

A whirlwind so fast

Rushing through my soul

Soaring above the clouds

Shining brighter than the sun

All consuming

The eater of pain

The national carrier of joy

Scary, confusing

Yet all so true

Pure, unspoiled

Attainable but yet so far

Will it burn out?

To nothing but a sizzle

Or will it last

Can we handle something so fast?

Can we survive……..

This hurricane

Over the top

Over the edge

Will we plummet?

Or will we rise

Lost, but found

Alone, but yet not lonely

Can we stand?

An island against the world

Combating, moving forward

To a safe haven…..,

Each others arms

Where we find peace

Can this last

To afraid to fail

To afraid to move forward

And then I look into your eyes

And my mind becomes clear

I see the strength that I need

To move on

To live

To feel

The power of our love.

WHETHER P.L.P. OR F.M.N., I THINK YOU'LL ENJOY THIS.

A LITTLE BOY GOES TO HIS DAD AND ASK, "WHAT IS POLITITCS?"

THE DAD SAYS, "WELL SON, LET ME TRY TO EXPLAIN IT THIS WAY:

I AM HEAD OF THE FAMILY, SO CALL ME THE PRIME MINISTER.

YOUR MOTHER IS THE ADMINISTRATOR OF THE MONEY, SO WE CALL HER THE GOVERNMENT.

WE ARE HERE TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR NEEDS, SO WE WILL CALL U THE PEOPLE.

THE MAID, WE WILL CONSIDER HER WORKING CLASS.

AND YOUR BABY BROTHER, WE WILL CALL HIM THE FUTURE.

NOW THINK ABOUT THAT AND SEE IF IT MAKES SENSE."

SO THE LITTLE BOY GOES OFF TO BED THINKING ABOUT WHAT DAD HAS SAID.

LATER THAT NIGHT, HE HEARS HIS BABY BROTHER CRYING, SO HE GETS UP TO CHECK ON HIM.

HE FINDS THAT THE BABY HAS SEVERELY SOILED HIS DIAPER.  SO THE LITTLE BOY GOES TO HIS PARENT'S ROOM AND FINDS HIS MOTHER ASLEEP.  NOT WANTING TO WAKE HR, HE GOES TO THE MAIDS ROOM FINDING THE DOOR LOCKED, HE PEEKS IN THE KEYHOLE AND SEES HIS FATHER IN BED WITH THE MAID.  HE GIVES UP AND GOES BACK TO BED.

THE NEXT MORNING, THE LITTLE BOY SAYS TO HIS FATHER, "DAD, I THINK I UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPT OF POLITICS NOW."

THE FATHER SAYS, "GOOD, SON, TELL ME IN YOUR OWN WORDS WHAT YOU THINK POLITICS IS ALL ABOUT."

THE LITTLE BOY REPLIES, " THE PRIME MINISTER IS SCREWTING THE WORKING CLASS WHILE THE GOVERNMENT IS SOUND ASLEEP.  THE PEOPLE R BEING INGORED AND THE FUTURE IS IN DEEP SHIT.