Dignity Stories

It's been many years now. I've been to college and received my degree. My job now is teaching young people. It's a rewarding way to make a living. It's a fine and honorable thing to spend one's life forming the personalities of youths. My students give me a great deal of pleasure. My daughter gives me even more. She sometimes reminds people of me. I don't always see it, but they tell me that her quick mind is similar to m...

Sticks tied to strings and allowed to dance.At the hands of another, the only chance. Controlled, told what and when to do."Your friend I'll be, if only this do you." Never wanting you for what you are.Needing to shape and control, bizarre. Hung from their hand. Moving to their band. Feet not on the ground.Silenced how profound. Giving away ones' own dignity, who you really are.Tossed here and there, stepped on like a spe...

  Black, Green and Gold Are the colours I adore Excuse my ignorance If I don’t like the representation Of political colours But just my nationalistic pride I really don’t pick side I am just a Jamaican Who stands For the very essence Of my nationality I truly admire The U.S Patriotism I wish my country had such a philosophy.

I did not fall from the sky Like night falls softly upon a hopeful land, Filling it with a taut darkness. Nor did I descend like a storm, Crashing with untamed rectitude Onto a land lost to its own desires.I did not blow in on a temperate breeze; Blowing hither and thither, Swaying like a branch in a storm; Allowing it to carry me trustingly Until I settle lightly, carelessly, Upon verdant fields of ill gotten freedom.Ins...