not jamaica but jah-may-Ka gotta say it right
small television in stripped down room
hold no fancy for this one
go out to mingle and jingle
borrow motorbike from a friend
out in the street down the narrow crowded alleyways
people selling trinkets t-shirts tea
behind the stores selling something else
steamy evening punctuated with hot breeze
beehive of activity going on
revving the engine - girls turn heads
filling the tummy with island rum from coconut shell
no jerk chicken for me thank you
now cruising to the beach
parties going on don’t ya know
kick up rumpus all night long
little kids running all over the place
ocean bath water little relief
head spinning lay down in wet sand
water splashing me little roar in my ears
just let me be I’ll be alright
mi soon come
pass out - fall asleep - I don’t know
party still going strong
reggae tones paint the night
got second wind ready now
no laugh at me silly girl
as the natives say “de olda de moon, de brighter it shines”
