MY HOMETOWN

My Hometown

Oh Jamaica, land of my birth

Sweet Jamaica how I miss and longing for you

There you are surrounded by the Caribbean Sea

Filled with so much mysteries and wonders to see

One could only imagine therefore wants to be

Beautiful land, so enticing, so free

With your sweet sugar canes and white rum

And your blue mountain coffee

Your beauty never stops to amaze me

The many visitors that blesses your shores

You fill their hearts with joy and gladness

And mesmerize their loving hearts

Oh Jamaica, land I love to be

The tranquility that you’ve brought us

Your beauty has no ending

Your country side so beautiful

Like a bride adorned to meet her groom

Jamaica, oh sweet Jamaica

You are the apple of our eyes

So many have tried to conquer thee

But you are strong, vibrant, and resilient
and we are proud to be your own

Oh Jamaica, longing to see

Only in your yard I can be real

No need to pretend to be meek and mild

I can laugh out loud and be me

Talk until I’m hoarse

Sit up late eating Ackee and salt fish, bananas, dumplings

And roast breadfruit fresh from the tree

Fresh, fresh fishes from the sea

Not a worry, not a care

Just be myself, my family and me

With Jamaica by my side I’m free

Mango season come and gone

So does breadfruit, pear and Ackee

Sugar cane plenty for we to eat

Rum and coconut plentiful to drink to stupidity while we there

For soon we return to backra land

Hustling, bustling to make ends meet

Too tired for friendship or smiles

All I have to do is sigh when I remember sweet Jamaica

Now I must go

To do my masters will

But tonight when I rest my tired head upon my bed

I’ll close my eyes and instead of a sigh

I will smile, pray to my father high up above

He will send sweet dreams to my weary soul

He will bless my soul with savory thoughts
And if for some reason, he takes my heart

No more to ever start

He will steal me away

Walking in a beautiful Garden of Eden

That will reserve especially for me

Jamaica, Jamaica, oh blessed sweet Jamaica

Here I come to thee

My savior and I

by

Delfin Pitter Soumeila